Shor just sighed hearing news about the mimics. "I really hope that doesn't have anything to do with Erendal, but I'll send Cera to look into it. Thanks for letting me know." Afterwards, Shor leaves to collect the money, coming back to you with the platinum bars. Unlike the bar you got from the mimic, these were solid and fairly thick, like small rods. They felt heavy in your hands. "Certainly easier to carry than a bunch of gold! Don't know how those adventuring folk do it. Can barely keep a hundred in a pocket. In any case, I gotta get back to work. See you around Sylvia." Shor takes the wakestone into his pocket and leaves Ferric's shop. Pylia and Shortfang just look at the bars. "Gods... That's a lot of money..." Shortfang climbed onto the table to pick on up. It was so dense and heavy he needed both hands to lift from the sides. "Boss boss, we should use money now! Buy super shiny things!"