They had a dull look to their eyes, the one with the ridiculous hat. The Dread Master nearest him waved a hand and he fell to his knees. The first woman knelt and held out her hand to the hat man and he placed something in it and she stood and offered it.
“Is this what you sought? He was going to sell it to some
Outlander, but he has no need of riches now,” she said to them.