"We don't take that kind of currency here." Like most of the inns in the cove, they were a haven for unwashed smelly people. Sailors were the main target for cliental, there was also a good sub client group of pirates. Easily noticed by the eccentric over the top outfits, they blew through months of pay checks in a few days.
"This is all we have, what else can we do?" Ivy was negation with the innkeeper and the two others were eyeing the strangers, eying the strange trio.
"Do you take high yield?" Tiffaney asked from the side, feeling a bit off without her heavy augmentation.
"Quit trying to settle everything with detonations. Is there a currency exchange somewhere?" Ivy was not okay with this at the moment; however, they stayed a night and couldn't avoid this.
"You can send one, the other two stay." Ivy would have argued but there had been a small problem. Tiffaney had made an attempt to destroy the artifact with some sort of creation.
