Dipsnig's Office

"Yes-yes, I shall quick-scurry to your side." Slii does just that, opening the door with one hand and holding out the sack of gold like a warding talisman before him.

"Slii has many successes to report my most lenient and honorable master, as well as some slight, minor, worrisome little trouble that pales in comparison to the great riches Slii has acquired at great risk for the glorious stockpile of clan NO." He shakes his hand once at the wrist, letting the gold chink in the bag.