"Phenomenal." The elf gasped, his thin, unblemished fingers caressing over the Karus' corpse lovingly. All other carcasses had been analyzed and priced at this point, leaving them with the behemoth. A 2nd Tier monstrosity.
"Your comrades really did a great job with this one. The most valuable organs are unscathed, and even the hide is barely damaged. The eye…well, it's unfortunate, but the monstrosity had to be killed somehow, I guess." He sighed, still rubbing the monster carcass with all the love in the world.
That was…odd. Eerie even. It was certainly something I didn't want to watch again.
"Considering its rarity, the carcass' condition, and the current situation around the Eserian, the Huntrice is willing to offer you 41 silver for the Karus. Is that acceptable to you, sir?"
That was more than all the other carcasses were priced at–combined. It certainly sounded like a good offer, but the last part confused me a little.
