Ah'diel looked over at the large goat and walked over looking at tag on her ear. It was nothing more than a thick rope with beads on it to mark each goats quality
"This one here huh.." He patted the goats stomach and knelt down "She's carrying twins at the moment So that's one mother goat and two babies..." He seemed to be doing sums in his head "Well the chance of two babies if all goes well..." He muttered as he leaned on the goat a bit.
He was also factoring in how docile the goat was and trying to recall the success rate of her births. "She should be sheer-able through the rains, it might get difficult as time passes though since you won't be able to lay her down...Sooo I'm leaning towards About...500 Silvers" He said standing up.
His father grunted a bit, Ad'diel just waved him away a bit and just smiled at Arabella.