Nowaru

- Not so fast, my dear. - The man twirled a few silver coins between his thin fingers. - Five thousand linears. I accept in bills, silver, or gold.

- How can I be any faster? You quickly assessed the value of the information! - Adilika laughed. - Alright, you've convinced me. However, I don't have the full amount with me right now. - she sighed disappointedly. - I can leave five hundred now as proof of my prompt return! Will you wait for me, guys?