"You are not coming with me." I had my horse loaded up with supplies (I had one horse now, having sold the other one upon arriving at Rosetia, I did not plan on moving again anytime soon, and still have not). Supplies in this case meant bullets, explosives, and a couple magical items I would be happier if the Guard did not know I had in my possession.
"I can help you!" He was causing a bit of a stir amongst the early morning trade caravaner and ruffians looking for a few spots of coin. People with blue skin tend to attract attention it appeared.
"Like you helped yourself into this situation? No you'd slow me down, and you'd also show the cult exactly why I'm there."
"You don't know how to deal with these people!"
"Nidget I've been around I've dealt with cultists, I'll just calmly reason with them that the book is cursed and that I have to do the right thing."
"I'm a dead man." Nidget started wandering off. I of course didn't mention once the calm reasoning was over I'd just kill them all horrifically and take the book from their dead hands, I didn't mention it because I was on the damn street and I'm not an idiot (well completely an idiot I was helping Nidget here).
"Watch my store I'll be back soonish, well maybe soon, but if not later than I'll be back when I am. Look just make sure my store doesn't burn down, ALSO TRY NOT TO DIE!" I rode off into the morning sun and I think Nidget flipped me off. As is normal for me I had no plan, no way of actually accomplishing my goal, and no idea how bad this cult was. That's a lot of No's without a lot of knows, no?
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