"So you want me to tell you, what I know about this guy named Travania because you bought something from him and you are worried its something bad for you." Valrym was putting away supplies from a cart, I was doing my best to avoid any menial labor.
"Yes." He laughed.
"Right because we have such a great working relationship." He continued putting boxes away, I figured it was part of his annoyance that I wasn't helping him.
"Look if this is about to explode in our faces I want to know!"
"Our faces? Last I heard the last mistake was purely you and Nidgets, I want no part of this one." How everyone seems to know about my mistakes is beyond me. I tell you its like there is some kind Trezlan Newsletter that goes around giving updates on ways I messed up.
"So he is dangerous?"
"I didn't say, frankly never heard of the guy, and I don't want to, you're on your own with this one Trezlan, try not to kill everyone ok." He slammed the door shut behind him and I scowled. It appeared Nidget was the only one who knew about Travania and I had to ask the little bastard what he knew. I know you're asking yourself "Why not just ask the guy himself?" Because that would be successful and thats not what I do damn it.
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