In the capital of Oungria Kindom, Pist, the culture differed somewhat from the traditional territories of the Empire, but fortunately, the language was not too dissimilar.
Howard, having studied it briefly, could understand the basics of what the local people said.
Approaching an elderly man selling clay pots, Howard inquired, "What do you think of the queen?"
The old man eyed Howard warily and asked, "Why do you want to know?"
Howard simply replied, "Just asking."
The old man huffed, "She's fine."
Howard, sensing a discrepancy between the old man's words and his demeanor, pressed on, "Really fine?"
The man glared at Howard and retorted, "I'm here to sell clay pots. Are you buying or not? If not, get lost!"
Howard, to ease the tension, bought a clay pot, and the old man's attitude softened.
