"One for me, and one for my not friend here, oh and the glasses are your gift, I would have wrapped them but you know Val I don't care for the holidays." Val grunted took my gift of glasses and actually looked fairly happy (they were good glasses cost a decent amount of money, well I think it was a decent amount, I have no idea anymore, I feel like a child in this world).
"Thank you Mr. Lorentino." My "friend" was balding but otherwise fit and didn't look too much past forty. He looked like what would have been a lord in a previous generation, but now just meant he probably owned land.
"That's the only thing you'll get from me, so drink up and make on your way, the answer is no."
"I haven't even asked you for anything yet." He seemed appalled at my honesty. Which is something most people are appalled by. I swear its like they expect everyone to lie and be nice like they are. That's not who I am!
"You have not asked, but I will not help you. No one ever seeks me out because I'm a first option, I'm the last option after every other sketchy shitty option has been addressed." I finished my drink and he sat there looking at his.
"You're not wrong I tried everyone, the government, mercenaries, even consulted a sketchy group of vagabonds that ended up just lining the walls, you are my last option."
"Well that's that then, finish your drink and go, I will not suffer another foolish quest." He sat there just staring into the drink and then he started to cry. It was a surprising reaction I've never brought a man to tears before like this. Other methods sure, but like this? I felt bad for the guy, and so against my better judgement I let him tell me what he needed and wouldn't you freaking know it, I agreed to help. Gods forbid one of these times I say no and mean it!
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