She wanted him to risk his soul, and offered drugs or some gold. Only that? He wanted more. He wanted a lot more, not only money. He also wanted something else, he had questions. Questions about everything. But for now, she offended him. What was she thinking? Sughart knew it, she tought she was above him just because she had money.<br/><br/>Sughart kept his poker face while answering the lady:<br/><br/>"I want three things. First, enough money to buy a good, strong and resistant ship. Second, enough money to buy a mechanism I want. Third, a talk with the greatest philosopher of the city, Arpolot. I think, you can arrange that."<br/><br/>He took another breathe from his pipe. It came to end, he couldnt smoke more. He turned the pipe down, flaming ashes fell on ground. Then he put the pipe in his left small bag, behind him.(Writers Note: I don't know it in English. You know, small bags used by mages and others in RPG games. :D) His right hand was still on his daggers hilt. He looked at two guys behind the Lady. Sughart tought, he could take them down easily, at least with some spells. But they looked very tough too. Just, in case of any trouble.<br/><br/>-------------------------<br/><br/>Edit: Grammar Correction. ^-^