He raised an eyebrow, before clarifying. "The slaves will not be as such in my domain. I don't keep or approve of them, else you and the others I captured during battle would be slaves right now. I am merely looking for competent adventurers to start sending out, and a few that could be persuaded to settle down in a few towns and protect them. If you wish to purchase magic items or the like, that is fine, but neither slaves nor servants.<br/><br/>I do not allow full freedom for ones I don't completely trust yet. I trust you to keep your word, but beyond that, it is an open question. Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. Until I know which camp you are in, you will be kept closer. And spare me the smart comments about being in my camp, unless you want to be sharing my bed.<br/><br/>I leave in two hours. Meet me in the common room, and decide if you wish to go as a dragon or in a less conspicuous form. If you are not able to do so yourself, I will assist."<br/><br/>A few minutes short of two hours later, he was sitting in the common room with two bags slug across his back, the massive bag of holdings containing as much of his personal hoard as he was willing to part with. He might be mostly human, but the urge to hoard things was as strong for him as they were for a true dragon.