human
Camberley:  “You’ve done this before, haven’t you? !”
gpt
Medium-size Man:  “Pfah. Give it a rest, Camberley. Here.” The medium-size man talked his companion down, then flipped a coin to the knight.
human
Julius:  Julius caught the coin in his palm and, felt the weight, ascertaining it was gold.
gpt
Spirit Mage:  Spirit mage nodded, satisfied, and tossed it back. “Just as I thought… Thank you. That helps.”
human
Medium-size Man:  “…We don’t care what country it came from or whatever; it’s our reward. You better keep your promise.”
gpt
Julius:  “Should I take that to mean you do, in fact, recognize where it comes from?”
human
Medium-size Man:  “Already told you, sir knight. Don’t sit well to go upsetting your generous benefactors. Not good to ask nosy questions.”
gpt
Man in the center:  The man in the center snorted.
human
Julius:  The trio walked straight out of the guard post, but Julius called after them. “You’re free to go on this occasion, but…I sincerely hope you won’t do anything to find yourself in the hospitality of the guards again. A lifestyle like yours all too often leads to an early death.”
gpt
One of the men:  “Easy for you to say. Me, I think the air’s too thin to breathe way up high.” And with that, the three of them scurried away.
human
Ferris:  “What is with them? !” Ferris exclaimed, and stomped on the ground.
gpt
Ferris:  “The nerve of those guys! It drives me up the wall! Shouldn’t we have just left them here?”
human
Julius:  “A promise is a promise. What’s more, they have some money right now. That means, perhaps, a chance to forge a new path in life.”
gpt
Ferris:  “Bah, I think that’s awfully optimistic! Their like never turn over a new leaf. I swear…” Ferris frowned, taking Julius’s faith in the men’s goodness as more than a bit idealistic. Still, his anger quickly cooled. “So what now?” he asked. “What’d that coin tell you? Did you get the name or the face of whoever hired them? Not that Ferri’s sure it would make our missing-person search any easier…”
human
Julius:  “A fair point. Well, let me start at the beginning. First of all, that coin was not minted by the kingdom, but by the empire.”
gpt
Ferris:  “An imperial gold coin…? So whoever hired those clowns—”
human
Julius:  “The answer to that is clear, Ferris. But first… Master Chisha.” He turned to look at the envoy, who waited calmly for him to continue. “Am I correct that we are not apprehending the hunter, but the quarry?”
gpt
Chisha:  “Most wise."