"There will be," Hektor says, in the tone that other men reserve for the sun will rise tomorrow. "These bandits have been digging themselves into the cliffs for years now, ever since Crete was thrown down. The lands along the Euxine shores are rich, and many a ship passes up the Straits of Helle, but few enough of them make it back down again. These men have built up much in their fortress stores. I don't think any man will lack for his fair share."