Hand over the money and it goes into your account.

Ivan put a large bag of gold onto the counter. "Here you go! It's a bit heavy, da?"

Weve had 33 million deposited recently. You can collect your money from any bank and deposit from any. He explained, taking it.

"Okay!" Ivan said. "Say... did you draw that?" he asked, looking down at the picture of a bird with long legs and fishnet stockings.

(I didn't know what to wriiiiite)

((*wheeze*))

He looked puzzled, no, game master did. Now go and take to the port official like youre suppose to to continue.

Ivan smirked and walked out of the bank. He headed towards the port, but he couldn't remember what the port official looked like. To him, everyone looked like Will Turner from Pirates of the Caribbean (Not that he was complaining)

((Pfft))

He was the fancy looking man all the sailors kept on talking to, carrying the book of regulations while on a podium so you could see him, he was rather short.

Ivan spotted him and walked over to the fancy frock, towering over him. "What am I supposed to do now?" he asked, leaning over the poor dude.

He took a step back, taking a scroll, "I'm guessing you are Sir. Ivan Braginsky" he gave a sniff, reading the scroll first before politely summarizing, "You are to travel to Copenhagen and see when the trade routes will return, they seem to have been cut off by something, but we don't know what. You will then return, deal with the issue and guide the Princes there."

"Okay!" Ivan said, smiling. He headed towards the ship, singing to himself.