The dragon grins. "My line of thinking, exactly. I will see to it that all the appropriate paperwork is filled out, and all of the appropriate bribes are handled. Just indicate which buildings you need, and they shall be yours." Saarisi doesn't reply, as, immediately after, the dragon turns his attention to her, and begins inquiring as to whether she'd be willing to come work for him, to which she politely declines, but adds that she might take on several commissions, so long as haste was not required for the deliveries, as her work for Draiss comes first. This sets the dragon to laughter, but he agrees, and they settle into hashing out the details, with him ordering a suit of custom-fitted ceremonial plate armor for his mortal form, and a second set, far less ceremonial, for himself. She seems a bit surprised by the request, and especially at the incredible amount of funding he offers, and accepts.<br/><br/>"Now, would the two of you care to stay for a meal? It's always nice to have visitors who aren't actively plotting to kill me."