"Haven't seen any soldiers come through as of late, have to say though haven't seen a lot of people come through for quite a while Mr. Rorentino." The innkeeper/bartender talked in a drawl that almost made me want to take my eyes out. I had come down after drying out a bit and surveyed the area, a couple inns, a general store, a stable for horses and as always the rich person in town, not much more than a place to stop get some food and move on. No formal law though, which seemed strange, until you think about the kind of government Ronerawth uses. Oh also if you haven't noticed, master of damn disguise.
"Not even with the war one you haven't seen any soldiers?"
"There's a war on?" Overall's that was about it for his fashion sense, who just wears overalls? Yokel small town jerks in the middle of nowhere.
"Yes no one told you guys?"
"Well mail hasn't come in a bit, but he's always late around this time of year, who we fighting?" I swear I don't remember him chewing cude while talking to me, but you can just add that in, I'm sure he did chew it, just wasn't at the time.
"Yourselves, inner conflict because of the emperors tax policy."
"Is it really a war if you fight yourselves?" I was standing for this particular conversation, but I felt like I should be sitting with how dumb it was I felt.
"I don't even know how to respond to that, look if you see soldiers just come knock on my door or something." I went to leave before he could respond, I'm sure it was a sure or a "Why would I see soldiers?" If I ever said something nice about small towns, I TAKE IT ALL BACK THEY ARE THE WORST PLACES EVER! I do know now that all was not as it seemed, but I swear just remembering this conversation causes me to be so angry. SO ANGRY!
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