A New Deal...

"I say there, H-Ring, it is obvious to me that you very much dislike these wererats and want to be rid of them." Darvin was the first to speak after the man had attacked the table with his fist. Everyone slowly turned to look at him. "But, I for one, do not like the deal. 50 gold does not seem like reward enough to face the horrors you speak of. Silver weapons or not, it is far from guaranteed that we will come back unharmed. So, I have a counter proposal to make."

Hring looked mildy annoyed but was listening. Talathel shot a surprised glance at Darvin. Darvin could tell that the elf had not enjoyed any part of this meeting and got the sense that his elven friend was mostly interested in leaving. Darvin on the other hand found an opportunity and was jumping at it. "If we can take out these rat bastards for you. You will supply me and my crew here with a ship so we can off on pirating adventures. Also, we get 50 gold upfront and another 100 when we return. Upon our return you will throw us a great party with a beautiful woman for each of us. Except, perhaps Beranhond, I'm not sure he would know what do to with a woman." Darvin winked at the Paladin and waited for Hring's response.

Since you are going to ask for it anyway here is my diplomacy check.

Roll(1d20)+2: 18,+2 Total:20