"And I'm glad that it did go smoothly," replied Sterling evenly, "If things had gone badly, I didn't fancy the idea of fighting my way out of that castle! Still, I'm glad that the Yarfellians have finally decided to stand up for themselves and fight, although I am equally sad that it had to come to this point!""Aye," agreed Doc in kind, "So what are the terms of our agreement, Captain?"
Mounting his horse and offering his hand to Heidi, the Swordsman said, "Fifteen silver per--"
"FIFTEEN SILVER!?!" yelled Doc cutting him off instantly. Lowering his voice a bit, the Drow Chiurgeon continued, "Begging the Captain's pardon, but these people must REALLY need saving!"
"In more ways than one!" answered Gareth, speaking for the first time as he mounted his steed, "Captain Irzen, you have done well in your negotiations. Your terms were fairly reasonable and you should be commended. However, I am more than a little curious about your strategy to overcoming so large a force that you currently face."
"All questions will be answered in fullness of time, Gareth," quipped Sterling in his best Dungeonmaster impression. "But first I have a war council to attend."
"I see," replied the High Wizard evenly, "Oh, and Psilorabbit, when you have a free moment. I would like to speak with you--alone!"
A Point To Ponder
