Later that night....
The quiet stillness of the evening settled over the Garden Ford Tavern. Retired into the privacy of his personal quarters, Dylan sat at his desk, recounting the day's immense harvest.
"Today has been extraordinarily profitable!"
Financially, between the tavern's daily earnings of roughly twenty-two thousand copper coins, the three thousand silver coins audited from the Yellow Eagle Gang's treasury, and Sir Raul's generous tip of a single gold coin, his liquid wealth was already expanding rapidly.
"The restaurant's earning today has been massive due to Sir Raul's generous tip." Dylan smiled as he played with the first gold coin he received from his business. "But the star of the show for the spoils today are these..."
The forty-five High-Grade Spirit Stones secured from Sir Raul sitting on his desk!
These were the true jewel of today's harvest!
