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Zana kept her face perfectly blank but no doubt Talus would feel the scorn she felt down the bond. There had been more than one occasion when some such fool had gotten in the way of missions back home. Money did not mean sense. In fact, she thought the more money a person had the less sense they had. As though every piece of gold that left their fingers contained a common shred of sense. She stepped back to let Master Haern get to work on the horses shoes. The blacksmith gave the stallion a wary look and the horse responded in kind. She wondered who would kick who first until, finally, they both went back to their own business.
The noble was busy going on about the tomb in a great gush.
"They think there is more gold in there than Oban and Alliria combined," a breathy sigh as he no doubt imagined that gold sitting in his fat pouches.
"Tales like that will send the boys 'ere scampering up them hillsides with you, and their angry mothers too," Haern chuckled but Zana didn't miss the look he gave several of his lads who were all staring at the noble with clear wonder.
"Gold like that attracts dragons," Zana cut in smoothly. "Or the dwarves who have a claim to it," they were almost as gold thirsty as dragons were.
Zana kept her face perfectly blank but no doubt Talus would feel the scorn she felt down the bond. There had been more than one occasion when some such fool had gotten in the way of missions back home. Money did not mean sense. In fact, she thought the more money a person had the less sense they had. As though every piece of gold that left their fingers contained a common shred of sense. She stepped back to let Master Haern get to work on the horses shoes. The blacksmith gave the stallion a wary look and the horse responded in kind. She wondered who would kick who first until, finally, they both went back to their own business.
The noble was busy going on about the tomb in a great gush.
"They think there is more gold in there than Oban and Alliria combined," a breathy sigh as he no doubt imagined that gold sitting in his fat pouches.
"Tales like that will send the boys 'ere scampering up them hillsides with you, and their angry mothers too," Haern chuckled but Zana didn't miss the look he gave several of his lads who were all staring at the noble with clear wonder.
"Gold like that attracts dragons," Zana cut in smoothly. "Or the dwarves who have a claim to it," they were almost as gold thirsty as dragons were.