"...I'm mainly concerned about their lives." Lancelot touched his nose awkwardly, "So, the stuff in the bag is what's worth taking as booty?"
"Yeah, it seems the Frost Giants plunderers aren't interested in gold; I didn't find any Gold Coins, but I did come across quite a few Spinels and tourmalines, worth about two thousand Gold Coins." Bruto opened the large sack behind him, revealing some dark red and deep purple irregular gemstones, "Don't be disappointed, these are still raw stones. After a jeweler's crafting, they will be very beautiful."
"I trust your judgment." Lancelot nodded, and with a curious tone, he asked, "Can you work on them?"
"By human standards, I should qualify as a competent jeweler..." Bruto scratched his reddish-brown curly hair and sighed helplessly, "but to my old man, my skill is no different from that of a kobold plumber."