The high priced meal between Frost and the leaders of the merchant convoy went swimmingly. Respect was gained and a subtle agreement was made. If the merchants and guards rested well and met no unforeseen circumstances during their stay they'd regale their visit to the inhabitants of Furano and quite possibly the Jade flower kingdom. A camp of such standards erected around one the new so called Dungeons was a windfall waiting to happen. Artun could literally smell the gold emanating from the camp. This place was going to be big; he was sure of it.
"Now all we have to do it wait." Frost muttered as he relaxed against the sofa, a bright smile adorning his lips.
"Not quite, you also need to resist devouring the vast the sums of DP they promise." Maya commented from his side.
