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[color=2cc785]"I bet things at the dungeon aren’t nearly as exciting as this!"[/color]

[color=888888] -Salbjörg of the Deep[/color]
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Full economy came later. Hmmmm…

Salbjörg felt like she was starting to get a grasp of how these greedy humans worked. This was a settlement that catered to the “kiddos” that were stopping by to do adventurer stuff. They spent their coin here, then went off to the dungeon to get defeated, at which point they would be resurrected and their coin presumably stayed in the hands of the settlement. Which meant there probably wasn’t very much here right now. Though perhaps next time she visited, she would have to do so under the guise of a young girl instead of a woman. Yes, she could learn a lot more pretending to be a child. Even more if she had money. 

This might be a good time to break off and depart, but Salbjörg knew it wouldn’t be so easy. She could feel rats moving around, and knew that they would only get more rambunctious as she moved further away from the food. Thus, her hand was forced, as it was the only way out of this situation. 

[color=2cc785]“Well, surely the kiddos won’t miss a bite of whatever you’re cooking.”[/color] Rosalie “absentmindedly” reached for her “coin pouch” without looking away from Aggie. [color=2cc785]“So...”[/color] She popped the pouch open, revealing a rat. Rosalie waited for Aggie to notice the rodent before looking at her pouch herself. [color=2cc785]“What!? Wahhhhhhhhhhhh!”[/color] She swatted her pouch several times. It likely occurred to the rat that now was a good time to depart. Rosalie reached over her shoulder to feel her back.  [color=2cc785]“They’re all over me!”[/color] She twirled, and the rats were distributed in the nearby area. She made sure not to drop any of them directly into the pot, but some of them landed pretty close. [color=2cc785]“I’m infested! Ahhhhhh!”[/color] While stumbling away, Rosalie tore her cape off of her back and palled it up under her arm. She stumbled towards the exit, occasionally shaking a leg or arm to make sure the rats [s]were distributed[/s] no longer on her.