"Enough to make ye a rich man, and me less so," Davey says, all crooked smile. "Well... At least until I restock me treasury!" He says, laughing.
"That said, if ye want ye pay up front, I would like to propose a bit of a arrangement," Davey says. "Ye see, I be expecting that certain mage officials be planning on paying me a visit. If I would die before receiving me cannonballs as we discussed, that would be rather unfair, wouldn't it? So, perhaps if ye have some inkling of when they might decide to drop by me ship, ye would feel inclined to let me know ahead of time?"