Lord Sessadore
Explorer
Tristan looks at his now-empty hand, then pats Mikara on the shoulder. "It's ok, these city people things confuse me too."
He turns to Dungwringer again. "I dunno, Dung. I get the distinct feeling that Hacker here doesn't really feel like paying you at the moment. Maybe you should just tell us what you know to show your goodwill or something."
The elf taps his chin a couple times. "Actually, maybe Hacker would feel a whole lot better about this whole thing if the gold exchanged to his hands to boot! Now there's an idea." Tristan grins at Dungwringer, but the smile doesn't look very encouraging.
He turns to Dungwringer again. "I dunno, Dung. I get the distinct feeling that Hacker here doesn't really feel like paying you at the moment. Maybe you should just tell us what you know to show your goodwill or something."
The elf taps his chin a couple times. "Actually, maybe Hacker would feel a whole lot better about this whole thing if the gold exchanged to his hands to boot! Now there's an idea." Tristan grins at Dungwringer, but the smile doesn't look very encouraging.