Marron’s tired gaze bore through the hooded figure, “Don’t worry about that, How much?”
The hooded one was silent for a moment, staring into the bag before reaching into their cloak and pulling out a sack of gold. “I’ll give you everything I got for it- these things… well they’re hard to come by.”
She takes the sack of gold but shakes her head, “Worth more than this…” She mutters irritably. He...