“They can’t,” said Jynn. “Surely you’re familiar with our gross domestic product.” “Of course I am. Why do ye think I’m drinking imported?” said Gorm, shaking his tankard at the noctomancer. “What’s that got to do with anything?” “No, I mean our GDP—the total value of everything that’s made or done in the Freedlands. It’s a big number, but if you break it down, four out of every ten giltin are linked with professional heroics.” “Forty percent of the economy is loot?” said Kaitha.
