The entire guild was outfitted in armor so legendary; they all knew that they would never be able to repay Brandon. Telets, who was wearing the Armor of the Wild Wind, looked about ready to do a kowtow.
Brandon took a step towards the boy, placing a hand over his shoulder.
"Well," Brandon said, as he took out a coin. It was the universal coin for adventurers who had completed a quest. "You earned your armor."
Telets nodded, his eyes stinging.
"And now everyone has armor, without lifting a finger," Brandon continued. Oh, it had taken a lot of convincing to not have Pan bite his head off when he said that, but it was their plan:
His, Pan's and Thor's.
"What?" Telets asked, looking into the eyes of the dragon. "What do you mean by that?"
The boy looked confused. Then again, Brandon mused, as he petted him on the head, this boy was the one who had just thought about the fact that it was lunchtime, and that no one should be left hungry.