After Aanbo and Theran have completed their training, Olpert returns with the proceeds of the sale of the various items. Split between the 7 adventurers (Aanbo, Arya, Chase, Jonel, Myrtha, Rosemary, Theran) and the Jarl family, each gets 16 eagles, 11 seals, and 6 cubs.
With enough experimentation, Chase finds that he can call what number will be rolled on the magic die.
As all this is happening, Morton arrives in town. Morton had been inducted into the Dungeon Busters organization some time ago, but was doing various odd jobs for Cecily. When he recently finished those tasks, Cecily announced that Morton was ready to take a position at a field office, and asked him which office he wanted. Remembering some of the people who started with him weeks ago, Morton asked after them. As soon as he found out that they had gone on to Hochoch, Morton had selected that destination.
Chase heads off to consult with Larissa. Once again, Lienne proves very helpful to the ranger, though she takes his arm and walks with him through the town, sharing intimate details of various passersby with him as they walk. Eventually, she leads him to a small cottage and gestures for him to continue. "I don't get along with Larissa," she says, "But tell me about your visit afterward!" A somewhat portly man answers the door. "Yes?" When Chase explains that he wishes to consult with Larissa, the man nods, calling over his shoulder, "You've got another admirer, dear!" He winks at Chase. "ANOTHER ONE??" comes the good-natured yell from inside. "Tell him to go away! I've already had too many rangers wooing me today!" At Chase's frown, the man laughs. "Haha! Come in, come in; that's just our little joke. You may enter." The man introduces himself as Barl, Larissa's husband. Larissa, a cheerful woman with greying hair, is busy with some baking, flour puffing from her hands as she waves at him. But Chase notices that, as bright and cheerful as Larissa seems, the light of the fire and the several candles in the house doesn't fully touch her, as if she is in the shade of something between her and every light source. She puts the tin in the oven and wipes her hands on her apron. "Well!" she says, smiling kindly up at Chase, "You want something identified, is that right? It takes time and effort; I can do the first item for 25 eagles."