Cato looked at the box, curious as to what the merchant lord was presenting. The 'Shields already received their coin, just as promised. He doubted the man would go through all this just to hand out extra coin. The mercenary captain involuntarily took a step back upon seeing the shard, a reflexive action to its presence. He could certainly see why many would have been after it, eye-catching as it was.
The mercenary's first instinct was to see what price he could fetch with the metal. Gods only knew it would keep his purse fat for a good long while. A tempting proposition for any sellsword. Still, Cato already knew that he would not be fencing it. This was a clear sign of Quintus' showing his trust for Cato. The gesture was not lost on the mercenary.
"Hope so too, my lord, cause it's been pretty damned dire lately," complained the mercenary. He looked down to the box once more before turning to leave. "You too." There was coin to be spent and Cato wasn't in the business of waiting.
Quintus Vexion
The mercenary's first instinct was to see what price he could fetch with the metal. Gods only knew it would keep his purse fat for a good long while. A tempting proposition for any sellsword. Still, Cato already knew that he would not be fencing it. This was a clear sign of Quintus' showing his trust for Cato. The gesture was not lost on the mercenary.
"Hope so too, my lord, cause it's been pretty damned dire lately," complained the mercenary. He looked down to the box once more before turning to leave. "You too." There was coin to be spent and Cato wasn't in the business of waiting.
Quintus Vexion