[ While the woman's effusiveness would have been regarded as an improvement over the distant disdain the two had to weather back at Flotsam, Iorveth can tell that they're both far too exhausted to entertain this woman and her wink-wink-nudging. At least, Iorveth is. He thinks he might actually vomit if he has to force a pint of ale down his throat right now.
So. ] How much is the wizard worth, woman?
[ In other words: "let's call a bribe a bribe." Iorveth reaches into his trouser pockets and fishes out his remaining coin, which isn't much― a paltry few silvers that clink sadly onto the nearest tabletop. Enough for two drinks and a bowl of peanuts. Gale would be so fucking angry if he knew that this was the starting price. ]
We haven't time nor the patience to barter.
[ She's lucky Iorveth isn't threatening her with bodily harm, really. He's too tired for it, not to mention that they really don't need more reasons to be casually reviled by strangers. ]
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So. ] How much is the wizard worth, woman?
[ In other words: "let's call a bribe a bribe." Iorveth reaches into his trouser pockets and fishes out his remaining coin, which isn't much― a paltry few silvers that clink sadly onto the nearest tabletop. Enough for two drinks and a bowl of peanuts. Gale would be so fucking angry if he knew that this was the starting price. ]
We haven't time nor the patience to barter.
[ She's lucky Iorveth isn't threatening her with bodily harm, really. He's too tired for it, not to mention that they really don't need more reasons to be casually reviled by strangers. ]