Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-25808351-20190120002926/@comment-29435884-20190120010235

I've got to be careful here, bored and drunk guards can turn nasty real quick. I've been on the road for weeks now and I'm dead tired. If the blades get drawn, I can't garuntee I'll be the last one standing.

After saying that, I can't stand to see a dog get kicked, dipolomacy it is.

I stroll up to the guards casually. "Aye, boys. What's going on?"

"Piss off, sellsword. This is order buisness." The man who spoke up is a huge, ugly brute. Looks like he's been in a barfight or twenty. Best not get on his bad side.

"Oh, then how about you and me do some non-official buisness then aye?"

"Yeah? what the fuck ya want?"

"I want the 'Bold. Need a sniffer dog for hunting bandits."

"What'ya offerin'?"

"Enough to get you and your lads more pissed then a poet on payday."

The guards eye me up and compare the entertainment they have now with the money that's offered. Soon the big fucker makes the descision. "deal."

I toss him a coin pouch, grab the kobold and fuck off outta there. As soon as I leave I see the guards stumbling in the direction of the local tavern.

With that out of the way, I turn to my new companion, She's in poor shape and shivering in fear. Now that won't do at all.

"When did you last eat?" I ask her

"A-about three days ago."

"C'mon, we need to get some bacon in ya. Ya can fill me in on your story while we walk."