Beyond the front gates of Felsen, and slightly down the road, danced Wud, the large twelve foot olog. A cart of exactly 128 ferrum ingots sat beside him.
"IrUUUuuuuuUUUUun!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, beating his large crimson chest with balled fists.
(3 minas an ingot. . .Better than the last guy :P)