Cayn would merely nod his head, nibbling on a piece of glazed bread.  "Respectable," he replied.  "After all, most people in your situation would want to rule the world.  Or control the government.  But you're modest.  You wish for money, but only enough to live comfortably on, effectively.  You'll get that alone from Xyveris.  Don't let him fool you, either.  He's been around a long time and possesses his fair share of wealth.  Granted you'll have to change the currency around some.  Gold isn't a commonly traded commodity."<br/><br/>Another bite was taken before he pulled out a jar of strawberry jam.  "Made by some of the kobolds," Cayn said as he poured some of it on his bread.  "They're the backbone of this entire thing.  Without them I don't think this place would work.  Too many independents who think they know what to do."