Raegar nodded in understanding as he waited for Monty to bring out whatever he was talking about. He waited for ten minutes and the old man soon reappeared, carrying a large box that he dropped on the counter with a bang.
Dust flew everywhere as Monty waved his arms away before he finally spoke in a jovial voice. ''There's two hundred bombs in here, all the kinds you'll need for the foreseeable future.''
Evan's jaw dropped, and he was even shocked, causing him to question the old man. ''How much?''
''I'll do them all for Thirty gold but I'll throw in a bomb pouch to store them in,'' Monty replied with a big smile.
Raegar reached for his coin pouch, spilling its contents onto the counter as he tallied his wealth: fifty-two gold, one hundred forty-one silver, and seventy copper. He paused, eyebrows lifting slightly when the thought crossed his mind. 'I didn't realize I had that much.'
