"I need three strong backs," Heena stated, her tone carrying an unquestionable, commanding authority that completely contradicted her battered appearance. "And I need buckets, scrub brushes, and lye soap. You are going to clear every piece of rotting wood, shattered ceramic, and dead weed from that shop over there." She pointed a pale finger at the ruined apothecary. "Everything that is structurally compromised gets hauled to the alley. Everything else gets scrubbed until the floorboards shine. Do it before the sun sets, and I will pay you two hundred copper coins each."
The laborers stared at her in stunned silence. Two hundred coppers for a single day of cleaning was an astronomical wage.
"We'll do it right now, boss!" the lead woman barked, instantly jumping up and kicking her companions into motion.
