Furrier and leatherworker, 20 years at the table, willing to take on jobs large and small, fixing and creating apparel fine and rugged. Reliable and timely, will pick up the raw stuffs and deliver the finished wares with a smale.
Giving me Roger to any who'll care for him well & promise not to eat him. He's a lovely, well-behaved mutt, harks the hand what feeds him - but I've naught left to feed him with. Perfect for guarding a yard & garden or herding sheep at pasture. Awfully glad to sleep in a barn.
Handicrafts from wicker and birch – baskets, mats & more. We use wicker both white and dyed, with and without bark. On request, we can also make furniture, brooms and other such household necessities (no pots, of course). Price negotiable, crops accepted most eagerly.
If you wear it, I can patch it, sew it, darn it or otherwise make it good as new or better. My hands work fast & steady. Thread & patches included in the price, but if more than an ell's worth of stuff is needed, you'll have to provide it yourself. Payment in eggs, gain or potatoes preferred.
Rid your hut and yard of mice, rats and other furry vermin. For a bit extra I'll see to the crawly, creepy kind as well. Fast and effective, using the latest natural methods (a special magic flute from Hamelnstein) which do no harm to plants nor friendly beasts. Reasonable prices, effectiveness guaranteed.
Will trade ornate Cintran rugs (three) for food (meat preferably, though I'll consider greens as well). New items, never used. Ideal for decorating walls, lovely fabric with linen warp. Meant as a dowry for my daughter, but the Black'uns did her in, so there'll never be no wedding.
Anyone knows how to read, read this, and read it careful, so that it's known far and wide, or at least throughout the whole village.
Out in the bog, by where we dig peat, there's a beast what[sic]feeds on men and spurts out deadly mists all around itself. If you're good with a sword and looking for coin, know that I'll pay and pay well for that beast's head. And to everyone else, stay out of that accursed bog if you value your lives. Don't say I didn't warn you.