"Very well then. If you won't give me numbers...and by the by, she asked me to help deal with you, whether that meant by negotiations or breaking skulls." Mareth mused then nodded firmly. "I'll offer two hundred golden thrones for the finished map. I'll give one quarter up front, and the remainder on delivery. How quickly you do it is up to you, but I<em>know</em>that is enough to start setting you up fairly comfortably."<br/><br/>Looking at the woman Mareth added, smiling a bit more. "And I'll throw in ten gold now if you'll chat with me in private for a bit."<br/><br/>((Diplo 14+14=28))