"Here you go my lovely" I said, flipping another gold coin into Faile's cleavage. I was never usually such a sucker for women but she had a gift. JVB's eyes were like saucers, I'd swear he hadn't blinked in the last five minutes.
"Where did you get all this equipment Jurak?" I asked, astounded.
"I talked to the blacksmith, he say 'take all you want' and ran away!" Jurak said with a grin on his face.
"good greif, we're here to trade with these people! Not scare them witless!" Jurak looked at his boots and blushed blue. "Sorry." He said.
"That's fine," I sighed, "but we have to give these kind people their dues for their hard work, otherwise Jolie will never forgive us!"
"Jurak count out gold.." He mumbled.
"I'll help." I said throwing in some extra pieces. Everyone else did the same.
We sent Jurak on a short erand to find the blacksmith and cleared the air in the tavern. "Another beer Faile me darlin'" I cried.
