Valetni frowned, not at all pleased to hear that he would have to be saddled with three others as he went about his personal business. He had expended some rather expensive materials during the raid. The type that were not at all easy to come by, or entirely legal. Not to mention that some of the people that he had business with, one old friend in particular, would not be pleased to see a trio of monks and/or hellguard following at his heels.<br/><br/>And the business at the gate... Such disrespect, and for one of his station. He would have to do something about that, a suitable symbol of his authority would be necessary. He knew just the place, if it was still in business, where he could have such a symbol of office made. He wasn't sure how long they would be staying in pikewall, and it would be best to speak about the commissioning as soon as possible, so he could attend to other matters while it was being fabricated.<br/><br/>As for funding, he had his own personal funds. The alchemical ingredients he could probably expense to the temple, but he would certainly have to pay his share. It had been so long since he had thought in terms of money, so long since he had paid for anything...<br/><br/>First things first, he would have to ensure his privacy.<br/><br/>He caned his way towards the scarred knight, leaning in close as he approached. "Sir Morr, a moment of your time perhaps?" He rasped out. "I have business to discuss with you."