[b][color=#a4161a]"What-"[/color][/b]

The golden glint was unmistakable, and Yvonne for a moment was struck dumb. Not about the amount of wealth, which to be fair wasn't a small sum but nothing major to her, no. It's the casual, guillible ease of which Cedar pulled them out. Recalling an earlier thought, she wondered how many times he'd gotten scammed on his way here.

[b][color=#a4161a]"Put that away, you big lug. I ain't the one to ask for supplies, I [i]can [/i]point you out to vendors out in the market but that'd be the opposite of discreet. The kitchen should have most of what you need, ask either of them."[/color][/b] Yvonne gestured at Mattie and the elf, not far off from the door. [b][color=#a4161a]"Shouldn't be flashing gold everywhere, that's how you get either robbed or scammed. Those coins of yours? You'd get a wagon of seed and fruit with that."[/color][/b]

And then came the introduction of the hooded old fella that lurked surprisingly close without her noticing. That's some talent right there. And the name. Yvonne heard some wild tales of the man. Didn't actually think the fella existed, but here he stood. [b][color=#a4161a]"Why, a legendary figure ain't cha? We'll be in your care, doc."[/color][/b]