The Next Level

"Hey, have yer heard of da news goin' 'round lately? They say the 2nd Prince got assassinated!"

"Bah! Who'd be crazy to even do that? I'd say that rumor's horse-shit."

"I doubt 'tis a rumor, though. I hear that the royal family has been frantically announcing that they'd give a massive reward to those that can catch or kill the culprit! Mercenaries, knights, and soldiers alike have been trying to comb the entire kingdom just to find the killer!"

"Now that I think about it, it may not really be a rumor if the royal family is offering a reward. Say, how much is the reward?"

"Man! Do yah live under a rock? How have yah not seen the wanted posters all around town?! Whatever, the reward is 100 platinum coins..."

The man spat out his drink and it sprayed all over the face of the one he was talking to.

"A HUNDRED MILLION LUMENS?!"

"What the fuck Chad?! Why'd ya have to spit all over me!"

His name is Chad? That's fucking hilarious.