"Ahh the greed of men, more fickle than this river I imagine. As
Avarice and I together do not equal the mass of a man, 1 gold coin for
us both should be fair." Vezzix reaches into his breast pocket and
sends his coin to rest with Lathick's. " The sound of horses and horns
are not soothing to me, I will remain unseen till any of you are in
need."