Acanthus Hollyhock<br/><br/>(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y143/DancingDoggie/Female/tumblr_lrmsdgSd8b1r1g5m2o1_400-1.jpg) (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=370584)<br/><br/>Miss Hollyhock looks slightly distressed when she's asked about the forest.  If that's why she was asked here, she'll sorely disappoint; she'd made a point of exploring as little as possible.  She'd located a few good sources of alchemic reagents, which she frequented, and stayed well away of anything that looked remotely dangerous.  Or remotely interesting.  She takes overlong to gather her thoughts, and when she finally starts to speak, the meeting proper has begun and she can only squeeze out a murmur about having little useful to say on the matter into the proceedings.<br/><br/>She listens to the proposal, and sits at the edge of her seat all the while, clearly interested.  Even the opportunity to go in their and pick up odds and ends (even if not inherently valuable) would be worthwhile to add inventory quickly, but with Allustan guaranteeing himself as a buyer?  Perfect.  And of course he's good for it, unless they find something so incredibly valuable that it doesn't matter.  It's split six ways, but... even if it's a long expedition, she'd be hard pressed to even come close to the kind of profit margins this could produce.<br/><br/>Unless, of course, the tomb is a dud.  But even then, two-fifty is a lot of money.  And he'd have to be pretty confident to offer that six times over.<br/><br/>It's a risk she's willing to take on Allustan's word.  In fact, there is a great deal she's willing to take on Allustan's word, including the company.<br/><br/>She settles into her chair, taking a read on her companions, eventually tossing out a single word.<strong>"Deal."</strong>