Hakon
Another day and quarantine would be over. The two weeks in orbit of the world of Jom felt twice as long as the almost two weeks from Starcrown to the Jom System across the Old Ruins. Time just seemed to go differently traveling the stars compared to waiting in orbit.
Frea had been offered the position of Guard in the third fire team. A position which the companion had asked him to take multiple times. A position he did not care nor seek.
He had been glad when Frea had been offered it. It would allow Hakon to keep a better eye on the rightful king of Highpass. She deserved it as well.
With the promotion came several pins granted from the higher ups for her part in finding the vault. Hakon had refused such honors.
The findings in the vault proved a valuable profit for them all. After all parties of the Jom got their cut they were each looking at more than a hundred thousand credit bonus.
Hakon had refused all credit for the find and gladly let Frea take credit for it. She used it well as it became the leading haul of loot taken by the ‘Axetooth’.
Experts in the legions had guessed that it had all been worth millions at least. Even when the ‘Axetooth’ rejoined the rest of the Legion it had remained the largest single haul of treasure.
The retinue became famous in the Legion, and the already famous name of Frea Belle Ash Dawn helped to spread the gossip.
Every member of the legion would get their own cut of the plunder but each retinue and unit would get a higher cut based on who claimed it. When the plunder was sold at port or Jom they would each become rich and every member of the ‘Axetooth’ would also become quite wealthy well the other members of the legion would receive a nice bonus.
Hakon will not have seen that many credits in his account since his incomes from Highgard were cut off after the death of King Rodger Ash and his own flight into exile and his service in the Jom, and oath to Frea.
Hakon didn’t need the credits. He had long since learned to live off little and found it more enjoyable. He would upgrade his tool kit, but his weapon and armor were among the best money could buy in Furse Space. His father, grandfather, and great grandmother had all worn in. Ten generations of Ashworths had built and upgraded the power armor.
Customs officers in the Jom System had figured that the haul was worth more than 800 millions while they tallied the total haul of the legion at more than twenty billion not counting the credits made by the contract itself. It was a more than fine haul for any contract in Bolgar Space.
West and south were where the real wealth was made. Thousands had made their names raiding Fabian Space and beyond, and those who returned back to Furse Space had wealth beyond belief. The Commonwealth of Drala and other nations of Drala had become a favorite spot for raiders so much that the old kingdoms had fallen and new furse kingdoms had risen in their place among the locals.
The real wealth was found in the Kingdom of the Salians in old Tutha Space or the Kingdom of Talus in Old Fabian Space. Still, twenty billion was not a small thing, and each member would be well taken care of after the Jom got their cut.
