Meep exercises extreme restraint, and only grabs two pawfuls of food and stuffs them both in his mouth. "Mmphank you, m'lady. This money belonged to the people, and while we have every confidence in you, we worry that the Xabob might try to steal it - he's already tried once. Maybe we can - ooh, these crab cakes are delicious - Maybe we can help you protect it?"

Lady Silverhand smiles as Meep compliments her crab cakes. "Thank you little one. It appears I've still got it. Help yourself. You're right that the money does belong to Waterdeep, but you went to great lengths to find it. It's no surprise that Xanathar wants this gold, but there's no chance he's going to steal it from this city in our vault. Nevermember had the Office of the Open Lord and he was able to take it that way. Xanathar's thugs couldn't get into our vaults."

Turning to Lussa, she adds," I'm sure Xanathar would love to break into my home, but he's afraid of me, or so I hear. He talks a big game, but he knows a lost cause when he sees it. Between all of us I'd like a chance to take him out myself but I'm the Open Lord and killing him might look bad to residents."

She ponders it for a moment as Roland produces the writ from the gold dragon. "Ah there it is, and thank you Roland. You're looking well."

Roland mumbles a "thank you," as Lady Silverhand reads the writ. "This is legitimate," she begins. "Aurinax is a friend of Nevermember and that puts it all together."

As she hands back the writ she says," I'll tell you what. For finding this gold, I will give you a share of it. What do you say to 100,000 gold dragons? Not enough, how about 150,000?"

Twitch shrugged having no idea how much that was but thinking it sounded like enough to fix the manor and keep all the children safe.

Delmalis takes one of the crab cakes after Meep compliments them, but to him it tastes like ash. Glancing up at the mention of coin, "That much coin could help us out in many ways, and we could definitely use it to improve our bar and help our neighborhood. 150,000 would be plenty, thank you. Just one thing, do you think it would be possible for you to transfer it straight to a bank or the city vault for us to draw upon? I would not feel comfortable with that much coin in our place."

In a corner, Sybil's brain is frying by amount. 

Lady Silverhand nods. "In the Sea Ward there's a temple to Tymora - the Tower of Luck. They act as a bank for several folks in the Sea Ward."

Lussa gives a low whistle, "150,000 should be enough to glam up the manor, and pick up another piece of property to give the kids a place of their own and still have plenty left over.  And I don't think we have to worry about the space available here to bring out the coin, no doubt the Lady can have it moved as needed."

"I'm more concerned about being buried by 500,000 gold coins is a lot of coin. If you do mind, could we leave the bag with you for extraction and simply return the bag when done? I believe you know where we live," Sybil states as her mental facilities started to recover, "If there is a bank we can use, this make this much less stressful. I don't know how well carrying that many coins anywhere mean mina for us. I don't think Xanathar is only threat now we found the hoard," 

Larael nods. "Yes, leave the bag us with. I can send someone to deposit it at the Temple of Luck. They will bring the bag and the deposit slip to your manor. Once you leave the bag, you're free to go. Xanathar might be interested to learn what's happened to the hoard, but he's also got his eyes on other wealthy families. You have your business to attend to. Good luck on your grand opening. I understand you have a wine tasting with House Amcanthra scheduled once your repairs are complete."

She motions Demalis to place the bag on the table next to her.

Delmalis places the bag on the table, "Yes, we do. You'd be most welcome to attend if you'd like. Also, would you mind making some kind of public announcement of the gold being recovered and returned to the city? And leave out the part about our share? It might help take a large portion of the target off of us."

"I suppose we could spread the message," Larael said. "I will leave out the part about your share. Truth be told the only person I'd really be worried about is Dagult Nevermember but he's all the way in Neverwinter. I could also find some time for your event. I'd like to look at Trollskull Manor again."

Twitch looks back and forth between those talking but the majority of what is said is going well over their head.

But all seems well, they padded slowly over towards the door and waited.

Lussa will bow in thanks to Lady Silverhand and the others wrap up the business end of things and move to wait by the door with Twitch.  While she is waiting, she will examine the Bag of Holding she picked up from the dwarf to see it he had anything interesting inside.

Lussa, roll a d20. 

17

Meep goes to stand with Twitch, pockets stuffed full of crabcakes. 

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 As you reach into the bag you pull out a small statue of a gold dragon figurine.

Is there anything anyone wants to do before you go back to the manor.

Lussa looks the statuette over, then asks Meep, "maybe once we get back to the manor you can check this out for me to see if there's anything magical or unusual about it?"

(Otherwise, she is ready to go.)

Delmalis nods his thanks and looks to the others to see if there's anything else before they leave.

Meep starts flipping through one of his notebooks, and says "Yes, happy to!"

(he is ready to go as well)