[ Tony's face doesn't turn a colour—possibly because these are all just thoughts, of course, or because they're not outfitting a pirate ship, but also, something to do with the way the number reorients his focus from his task to Flint, has the corner of his mouth turn up.
He tilts back, settles his weight on his palms braced on the ground behind him, elbows locking. ]
Okay, [ is said with an air of orientation, some quick mathematics. ] I could maybe see a couple hundred ready for transport out of Orzammar in a month, as a baseline. More and sooner is possible with enough leverage.
Thing about dwarves is they love crafting stuff for money. I don't think that's insensitive to say.
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He tilts back, settles his weight on his palms braced on the ground behind him, elbows locking. ]
Okay, [ is said with an air of orientation, some quick mathematics. ] I could maybe see a couple hundred ready for transport out of Orzammar in a month, as a baseline. More and sooner is possible with enough leverage.
Thing about dwarves is they love crafting stuff for money. I don't think that's insensitive to say.