Elthic gives a side glance to Periwinkle. "The only wood in the dragon is his brain, and the termites got that a long time ago."
Elthic considers for a few moments, frowning. Eventually, he grunts.
"House cleaning for Darque was a pain, I'll admit. And you didn't make it any easier on us. But, you were in the right, and I'm glad for it. Mind you, the last time we fought skeletons in the basement, things didn't go so well for us. At all.
But, I guess I'll go. I'm not worried about compensation, so don't worry about that. I have my rules, and you can guess at them, house. I'm no assassin, and I won't betray my family. And, as I said to Darque, I'm not in favour of breaking the law. Past that, I'm in your service."
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