Wil took his eyes off the witch as the big trunk of gold was brought in to the room. Two thousand gold up front for each person, it seemed too good to be true. Either this lady really wanted her dairy back, and had plenty of gold to sling around, or all of us were pawns in a much larger scheme. Still shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, just would have to be extra cautious about this job. High rewards often come with high risks. For now he would just keep his mouth shut, let everyone else interrogate the lady for whatever scraps of information they could get.