"Hello Benjamin!I am Andrei, a traveler...I need a horse...how much does a horse cost?"
Benjamin smiles. "Well, sir Andrei, this here stable holds the members not of humanoid shape, cheifly. But for the common horse that you speak of, it will be 20 gold peices."

"Hmmm... 20 days of work for poor old Wiliam...here you go kid!I guess hw needs some trining too..."

Benjamin laughs. "I'm not as young as you think, sir. I'm nearly 19."

"You are young child...I am nearing 372 years!" answers Andrei, smiling..."When you reach such ages you never think someone is old..."

"Well, for an elf, 19 must be young, but for a human, I am nearing adulthood, which is a big thing." He leans on a pitchfork. "You'll find your horse in the back row, stall forty-five. Good luck with Ginger." He stands straight. "Do you need any help with tacking her?"

"I don't need her right now...how much does it cost to maintain her fer' a week?"

"Well, if you aren't needin' to use her right now, there's no charge. Unless you really want to maintain a horse's budget, go right ahead." He leans back against the wall again.