He looked at the dragon, before shaking his head. "You might have to work for a pittance to get a good rep. Which will make their traders and artisans more likely to deal with you. Unless you would rather not ever honestly add to your hoards again, and eventually have a campaign to rid yours from this plane? I know it has happened before, though those were against the chromatics. This will be the first time, if it does happen of course, that it happens against metallics.<br/><br/>Besides, I was thinking the youngsters might find some appeal in it, and those mercs build sizable fortunes, the good ones that survive. They become powerful people, and know things. Good contacts. Might even let their friends know about a good upcoming diplomacy job, or what have you, before it becomes public knowledge.<br/><br/>Still it was a thought, and maybe you could pass it on to the hungry and lean youngsters, eager to get out and make a name for themselves, rather than those that already have one."<br/><br/>He smiled slightly, before standing up. "And since I did what I had to, and got what I needed, I will depart. Though I am curious as to what will become of the female?"