The Bazaar contains many people who'll do this.

She tells them it's from Shazeun, the country below here, and tries to make up for how ripped off she got. Then she heads back to the port authority temple.

And she can settle the bet by testifying under a truth spell to its conditions having been met and get a payout that significantly exceeds the payout for the silk. Merenre's back. He comes out of his office and waves at her enthusiastically once she's done collecting her bet money.

"Hey. Mushroom?"

"Yes!" He eats it. He doesn't seem to particularly like it but he's very enthusiastic anyway. "How far was it - how is it different than the country you're from -"

"It wasn't too far, I had to work out the route as I went but I think I could get from there to a Zeun hotel without having to stop to camp if I made another trip. My country doesn't do 'this person is too important for you to hear their voice' - I had a conversation with someone who may or may not have been a municipal princess, she signed the whole time - and they also have different hairstyles and I'm pretty sure they were using whether boys' ears are exposed or not as a sign of marital status. They're into Baphomet, he isn't that popular in Noctimar. Food's different."

"What's the population approximately, do you suppose -"

"If there is only the kitchen quarter I saw - which seems most likely but not by a wide margin - then I think Zeun's a little smaller than my hometown, and my hometown has about two hundred thousand drow and about that many slaves."

He whistles. "And some of them will trade with us, if we pull this off?"

"Sure. Oh, I should show you drow coins, they're different." She produces examples. "They're usually not seeing in color, right, so the gold ones are like this, bent, you can bend them a little more this way or that to check that they're really gold by the softness, because they're not gonna check if it's yellow. And the silver and copper are just bigger so the weight difference in each coin is more obvious. Uh, the ostensible princess attempted to move probably dubiously licit goods through me, you should have some idea what you want to do if Drow 1 shows up and sells you a cart of rubies and Drow 2 shows up and says 'she stole those from me'."

"There aren't courts we can go to for a resolution?"

"Pffft, no."

"We could send someone who can cast truth spells?"

"You might wanna do that for at least the big ticket stuff, yeah."

"It's not that costly to us, Abadar has a specialized version that's first level. And probably we should have the church involved anyway in case any of the drow want to learn about it."

"It will be a tough sell on account of the fact that they are all pretty convinced Pharasma is racist but who knows."

"Huh. Do you mean that literally or do you just mean that they figure they're all lawless and evil -"

"Literally. I ping good, they'd expect me to wind up in the Abyss anyhow."

"Do you want me to ask if that's so -"

"I have been able to determine that it is not true of drow who die as babies but if you manage to confirm a case of a non-baby landing anywhere else I'd love to hear about it."

"Oh, I just figured I'd ask Abadar, I'd expect him to know if something like that were in place. But I will also pass it along if our scrying turns anything up."

"I would also love to hear what Abadar has to say on the matter."

"I expect I'd have been told already if the system we're working so hard on is rigged but it's possible there's something specific going on with drow that didn't obviously impinge on what we're trying. I'll ask."

"Thanks. I can generally be reached via the Onyx when I'm in town."

He writes this down alongside a review of the mushroom ("chewy").