"Gold," comes with a smile, enthusiasm filtering into Derrica's expression alongside the intent focus on map and job both.

She is still Rivaini. (Still a pirate, even after all this time.) The prospect of a dragon's hoard and all that might be found within it is more than tantalizing. If there is truly the amount that this parchment claims, perhaps their reward would encompass some of that.

Of course, there is the chance that what they find is what they need to end this section of the dreaming altogether, but—

"I took this down quickly, but I'm sure it was seen before that. We won't be the only ones looking."

So: it is a race.