"I'm going on vacation." Nidget said this with loaded saddle bags draped over his shoulder, so it was one of those, "You already agreed you just didn't say it yet" situations I'm famous for.
"You were just on a vacation!" I considered where he was missing and I went looking for him a vacation, because as I have said many times, I'm a dick.
"Right so I'm leaving again, make sure not to burn down your store, don't worry I already took my back pay from the register while you were away." And with that Nidget left me again (which is always a good thing? But then again he manages the store when I'm off in other peoples afterlifes, so can I really judge? Yes, yes I can). So I was alone in the store dealing with those mundane people who purchase weaponry and other knick nacks of garbage (look I sell the crap, I admit its mostly bad, but the idiots purchase it! Seriously you can grind up anything sell it as "Manly stamina powder" and some damn fool will buy it). All things considered it was a nice quiet week until Hanlon showed up again. Because of course he did.
"My favorite weapon seller."
"Hanlon I can't recall ever seeing anyone else selling your weapons anywhere other than me or people reselling weapons I sold, so I think I'm your only weapon seller." He smiled.
"Makes it easier to be my favorite." He did have a point.
"So is there a reason you are here or is this just checking in with your favorite salesman."
"I wanted to check and make sure you made it back safely of course." That's a lie, he knew I got back, because he's Hanlon, he's creepy.
"Right of course, and that you probably have something for me to do."
"Just need you to escort a shipment to Lork, since you are so well liked in that part of the world I figured you'd be the best man for the job." I believe I mentioned how Lork has become some kind of glitzy authoritative haven of principled gambling and not the den of disease and whores it once was (gods I miss old Lork).
"And for this I'll be handsomely rewarded?"
"No, but you'll be paid, I'll even have one of my men watch your store while you are gone, win win." Almost on command a man appeared through the door dressed in an impossibly crisp suit and saluted. So of course I had to go, because it would be rude to turn down the all knowing entity who kept me sort of in a decent amount of money that I didn't want for much (other than less excitement). Besides I hoped maybe Lork had gotten better and not worse (and I was completely wrong about that as always).
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