The Clan Leader laughed at the earnest expression on Karl's face, as well as the confirmation in Dana's grimace.
"So, you wish to get wealthy by proxy, setting up the Clan with a secret skill that will let us gain an immeasurable edge in the sale of trade goods?
What do you want in exchange?"
"I am a reasonable man. I won't ask for more than a fair tithe. Ten percent."
The Clan Leader stared at him, and Karl stared back.
"Right, Beast Master, intimidation doesn't work. Not enough functional brain cells for self-protection instincts."
"I filled that section with cupcake recipes and Runic languages." Karl agreed.
The Clan Leader gave him a genuine smile, while the Elders took a discrete step away from him.
"Alright, come inside, and we can talk. Bring your wife, but leave the badger in her separate space. I will not have her loose in my house."
Rae laughed as Cara grumbled. There was a lot of good stuff to examine in this house.
Stuff she had never seen before.
