The pesron shrugs. "I always though it was a hundred-eight, but that honestly doesn't really matter. What matters is how much we can trust you. I frankly am a bit paranoid, and barely trust myself, let alone others. So let's make an offer. You give me an oath on this stone here"- the person pulls a small shiny stone the color of butter out of a pocket offering it to you. "You hold onto the stone, make the oath, and we both get something out of it."<br/><br/>Azure gives you a wan smile as the person goes on. "And then if you do, we can talk, and learn more about each other, Miss Maiden."