Peter strode to the long table. THUMP, THUMP. He placed two gold bars on the tabletop and got straight to the point. "This is a thank-you gift. In addition, the Dire Wolf hides and the giants' personal belongings will also be given to you, heroes."
"Thank you for your generosity." Colin stepped forward and accepted the gold bars.
He could tell at a glance that they were two standard gold bars, each worth two hundred and fifty Gold Coins, for a total of five hundred Gold Coins.
The group exchanged a few more pleasantries, and evening soon arrived.
Peter didn't broach any deep topics with them, and the dishes served for dinner were typical Northern fare.
The Scouts and some of the soldiers who had come as reinforcements joined them in the great hall for dinner.
At the crowd's request, Colin had to recount the story of his Dragon Slaying once again. It was always the first thing people asked about whenever he was recognized.
