“No need to worry about secrecy, we’re just another foolhardy group washing through town trying to make some coin,” I said, glancing towards the pile of belongings on a nearby table, “There are plenty of people who know about dragon amber, but few collect any more than a few pieces. At the price it sells, you’d struggle to turn even a tiny profit…. At least if you do it the conventional way.”

If those canisters work as I hope, then they will certainly be a secret worth keeping.

I snatched up a piece of bread and shoved it in my mouth. I was never one to pass up free food; it would be unconscionable. I was mid-chew when the third, then the fourth of our number arrived. I pushed the plate towards the elf and eyed him with concern. He looked too sick to be of much use. I didn’t want to be helping over every rock and bump as we climbed the mountain. He appeared to be a high elf, not as wild as the wood elves. Those high elves are gifted with magic right? I couldn’t stomach magic myself, but its outcomes were undeniable.

The serving lady placed a pot of steaming stew in front of me and I thought the elf’s eyes were going to burst from his head.

“Two more please,” I asked, shoving the stew towards the elf, “help yourself Elly.”

and yak is my favorite…

We had Cain, Elisdrasil, myself and our fourth…. “Felicity I take it?”

The youngster had been so excited she hadn’t introduced herself. I had to guess who she was off the rough description I have been given of her. I coughed politely and pushed some bread her way. Food might cause her to be quiet for a bit.

“They are magic, yes,” I paused, framing my next words carefully as to not dash the girl’s hopes, “The way they bring forth their magic is variable and depends on the type of dragon amber we can find.”

I heard someone laugh at another table, followed by mutterings of dragon amber and explosions. It was true, often people trying to carry dragon amber had, well, accidents. I didn’t intend for that to be the case here.