"Ugh… nothing, again!"
Pierre rubbed his forehead. The three lads had been going around to all the info brokers they knew, hoping to catch news of another tomb. They'd just finished speaking to the third broker of the morning but still hadn't received any good news.
"Will, Edol, want to take a break for a bit?"
Pierre pointed over to a nearby food stall. Standing just outside it, a hawker cheerfully waved around a meat skewer. The lad wasn't shouting loudly, instead relying on his shop's sign and the delicious scent of the food to draw customers.
"We're looking for a tomb because we're already running low on money. You want to spend on food again?"
Pierre turned to Will.
"You're the decision breaker. Do we eat, or do we starve?"
"... eat."
Edol could feel his heart tighten a bit as Pierre gleefully handed over a handful of money to the stall owner.
