"What can you possibly be prepared for if not everything? And you can't prepare for everything, so prepare for what you can prepare. Listen to this advice: stay in a group, don't take the initiative to do something stupid, then you will live long enough. If there is no reason for you to die, then your chances of living increase. But don't act like a hero; don't act like someone who wants to save those who don't want to be saved. Do not try to obtain favor without paying the price: if you do not lower yourself before your master, you will not obtain your privilege. Your species will remain fundamentally the same, beings equal, but they will adapt, and your old strategies, those of blood passed down from an infinity of winners, will be useful. Don't look for the right balance – you can't be better everywhere. Either you decide you want to live and abandon all other plans, or you will die very soon. Your little plan there, that of whispering something to me so that they don't get the information is a risky plan that brings you nothing but could well exclude you from both groups. Reputation is everything."
The goblin waved at him and stopped talking.
Realizing his mistake, he reached into his purse with a start, took out five more coins, and asked a question aloud.
"What does the mage class do?"
The goblin bowed again, whispering: "Mages are a class that uses the world's mana through pre-created spells; that is to say, a mage cannot do anything without primary knowledge. These spells require considerable learning time and are created by powerful beings. To use them, you have to attach them to your blood using different tools that I do not sell. The mage class, therefore, has the effect of increasing the magic present in his blood and slightly increasing his capacity to increase this magic.
Rargnes thanked the goblin, turned in front of the gazes of the others, and walked towards the lords who had asked a question.
In their turn, certain lords paraded. It seemed that a large portion had chosen this class since almost a third asked one or more questions. Certainly, there must have been additional lords not daring to come forward. Some were perhaps waiting for the majority, made up of mages and warriors, to force them to reveal the answers.
While searching his bag blindly, still held in his inside pocket, he felt five more coins. A lord, therefore, had to have fifteen basic ones. If they didn't gain another one, then it would seem that this class was very weak - although the mages seemed particularly weak, too. Maybe they were all weak?
As they passed, a man from the group of lords had an idea: he instructed the other lords to write down their questions and find other relevant ones. Thus, a good number of questions were asked by around ten people before the goblin left, having only stayed a quarter of an hour.
He took his bag, brought his guys with him, and drew the wooden clubs they were carrying. There was a voice that suggested stealing them, but the goblins gave off an aura. Doubt that the situation would return to normal was still allowed among humans, and none wanted to do harm or get hurt. These creatures had the information. And them too.
The lords formed a circle, whispering the information they had obtained. To the response that a lord made, the leader – being the person who first paid for the information and showed his good faith by speaking first – remained very distant for a good thirty seconds or minute in which he had spoken with the goblin.
He did, however, request that if a person did not speak out about this information despite wanting to hear it, the group would force them to say the information.
"The lord class," he said, "obtains between ten and fifty silver coins chosen randomly. The number varies from five to five."
"Is there no way to increase this amount?" Asked the person who inquired about the warrior class characteristics.
"He didn't tell me anything about it," he asserted.
"So what did he say to you?" asked another. "You're not going to make me believe that he just said one sentence to you! He told everyone several!"
"I didn't understand everything. He said it was a sort of nobility factor, and that's why he came, because he knew there would be lords, even if he didn't know who."
This information was easily derivable. A few people had asked questions without asking them out loud. None reacted to his words. He blamed himself for not having asked such an important question. But if goblins really appeared everywhere to sell information, then the claims could be easily proven.
Thus he revealed his true information.
But he felt sharp eyes from the other side of the room. It seemed he was in a group willingly or unwillingly now, and it wasn't the most numerous nor the one with the most potential.