Spitting on his own hand in turn, Valen might not exactly do this kind of 'sealing of a deal' in general but he had spent a little time watching humans and their manners seemed to catch on from time to time. Squeezing her hand firmly, he wanted to show his handshake was firm and resolved. Looking at her and nodding at her welcome, Valen then waited her to look throughthe ledger's listings.<br/><br/>"I would personally avoid Cheliax if possible, at least for now. Power corrupts, and I believe my resolve will need to mature a little more before I go anywhere near something as corrupt as Cheliax. As for the other jobs, I have to admit I don't recall what the gripplies are but I am sure I'd find soon enough. I think dealing with them ought to be possible. As for the Varisian issue, well now I am no druid I cannot say much about crops." He had a feeling that the fey side of him might pick up a thing or two though.<br/><br/>"So for now I think I might head on to the east, at Andor." Looking at her seriously the elven man then crossed his arms. "And I'll return to mention this again, Cheliax is a place that makes me wary, some of the tales from there make my skin crawl. While a lot of men have at least a passing curiosity about the succubi, dealing with the lower planes is generally a bad idea already, so a whole nation following such fashion seems like the right place to leave alone. Though I guess there might be some innocent people getting trampled there too." He sighed heavily, his disliking of the Cheliax made known at least.