chapter 59
As Lyra and Opal worked the crowd one particularly enthusiastic male Elf tried to push papers into Opal's bag. Opal snatched the bag away, scowling at him. "What is that? Stop trying to put your trash in my bag!" Lyra plucked up one of the papers. It was a PLH contract, Power Leveling Hours, the alternative currency to coinage. Annoyed, she thrust the paper back into his hands. "How are you going to bet PLH? That doesn't make any sense!" The Elf gave her a charming smile, his red hair perfectly coiffed. "Well if it goes my way you would be helping me level, in the dungeon, just us together. Or hey, if I lose I would of course help you, if only for half the time since you are claiming two to one odds. Alas, it would be less time, but anytime with you would have... great value to me."
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