For Lorkhan

[21:55:47] * Cerielle puts her hand on Fillio's shoulder. "Captain... Do not lose us a job..."
[21:56:44] * Fillio turns to look over his shoulder at Cerielle. "Oh boy, I'm just being ganged up on today!"
[21:57:11] <~Lorkhan> The man tilts his head, steepling his fingers from where he's sitting on the armrests. "...Very well. One-thousand up front, to properly equip yourself and your crew. I shall have the package at the docks before noon. I hope to sail as soon as you are ready." The magus pulls out a steady amount of silver gil-coins, before totaling 1000gil.
[21:58:59] * Fillio nods in agreement with the man, and offers his hand. "That is acceptable." He shakes briefly, makes sure to count the coins, and deposits them within his pouch. "Nine thousand more on delivery." He gives the man a bow, and a warm smile. "Well, time to finish the rest of my preparations. We'll see you tomorrow..."
[21:59:38] * Lyndon_Westlake watches the money change hands with a great amount of interest. That's a lot of money
[22:00:56] * Fillio then turns and heads back to the main entryway of the bar. "Hey there!" He says by greeting to the orc. "You wouldn't happen to know who the owner of this place is, would you?"
[22:05:36] * Lyndon_Westlake turns over to regard the captain, having been about to approach the orc for conversation, but not wanting to interrupt