the details the words: loud, persuasive, riches
The gold coins each landed with an audible clink, echoing through the chamber. Clink. Clink. Clink clink.
“Perhaps,” it rumbled, enclosing the remaining coins in its massive talons, “if you are very persuasive, I will reconsider.”
The young man being addressed was doing an impressive job of not showing just how terrified he actually was. From a distance, you might even think winged reptilian creatures the size of elephants lay down between him and the exit every day. “If nothing else” - his voice cracking on the word was not quite unnoticeable - “I’d make a pretty terrible sn-snack. Mostly bone, stringy, you know. Wouldn’t last very long.”