Fitz had showed them the board, but he didn't try to read it himself. When Bella spoke of the options, he squinted at the reward numbers and said, "Aye, the purses are all outta wack. Seems an easy thing t'go get the 'wife. But if they hadda pay a lad 25 gold each time she's needed, there'd be a lotta rich lads, if you follow me. That dragon might me nearer to her than we'd like."
"The dwarves seems like a fine choice t'me, but the same holds for them, only more. They must expect trouble for so heavy a bag."
"On the other hand," he with a chuckle, "We'd not have near enough t'beg the gnomes for a dragonslayer. An' if, by chance, they gave us one, why'd we give it to old Harbin for the reward when we could take it to Neverwinter and sell it to a knight?"