"Exactly that priest boy." Zitka said, sticking her tongue out at him. She went over to Renethan, taking out a pouch full of coins. "Two hundred for that tattoo, right? Will that lovely lady being doing my tattoo too then?" She said in Common, pulling stacking two hundred gold coins on the table. Zitka undid her belt and handed it to Gered. "Hold on to that for me."