Ch2:D2 Rude start (Patreon)

Who the fuck is making these answers? Fuck you. As for those picking this shit, knock it off already. My day has just started and I've already dealt with way too much bullshit. I'm not giving out any freebees. 

A: "Even if I saved from getting your skull bashed in?"

G: "Your payment was getting the threesome you greedy old fuck." 

A: "More like helping you. Probably wouldn't have made that sale without the help, but whatever. But back on point, where can a guy catch some Z's? Mind if I crash at your place? I'm a bit strapped for coin right now."

G: "Oh for fuck sake, why would I let a complete stranger into my home?"

A: "Think we're a bit more than strangers at this point kid. I'm sure your used to sharing some person space."

G: "...You're not gonna drop this, are you?

A: " Nope."

G: "Fucking fine, everyone is just gonna pester me till I say yes anyway... You're paying rent though."

I DO NOT like the idea of share my place with someone. The less people know about it the better, not to mention I don't want him going through my stuff. I mean I have everything important either on me or in a safe place, but still... how am I going to explain it.

A: "HA, looks like the Dwarf left you a parting gift."

G: "That's not it! I'm a goblin, we don't get Diseases! At least not the ones your thinking! It's probably just the Lycanthropy dose Doc gave me."

A: "Isn't Lycanthropy a curse and not a disease?"

G: "Well, Doc used a pure blood so I think that means this is more natural than magical. I don't know, but I know I'm not sick and that's what matters.  On a side note; Folk Hero?"

A: "That's right. I'm Alastor the little Red Terror. Surely you've heard of me, slayer of the Roc, Stronger than 20 men, monster hunter extraordinaire."

G: "Never heard of ya'."

A: "What, you living under a rock the past 20 years?"

G: "No, under a bridge. We're here."

One of my hideouts that I frequent a lot as a main home is an abandoned janitor quarters that was stationed under the bridge. It used for storage and general up keep of the area, but when the neighborhood started to look more and more like Thieves Guild tarator no one bothered showing up. Wasn't worth the daily mugging. I managed to work out a deal and got claim of the place. Most people know not to go in here, but I also keep the place on lock down with my own brand of protection. It's not perfect, but it's rent free and there's plenty of space to store... goods. I haven't been in here for awhile though, if I'd have known there'd be company I would have cleaned up... or at least found a different place for the spoons...

A: "Soooooooo…. spoons, huh?"

G: ".... Yep."

A: "Okay, but why though?"

G: "Look you want a place to sleep or not? Your options are the couch or outside."

A: "Okay, Okay. I'll take the couch."

At that point the two of us were setting up for the night. It wasn't long before Alastor was asleep and I was left to my own time. For those who are wondering though, there is a reason for the spoons. Or more like a use for them. Long story short, I have a habit of stealing spoons, I now have a literal warehouse supply of them. So I use them as a cover for some of my... less than legal stuff. Some of the boxes has a item stored inside under the spoons, but they're packed full of them. No one would bother lugging around 20lb of spoons and they would need to dump all of them to even know what was inside. Pretty cleaver right?

Anyway, now I need too know what to do for the night. I've only been awake for like 2 hours, so there's no way I'm going back to sleep. I doubt Alastor is going anywhere, dude's sleeping like a rock right now. I don't think I can go to Doc yet, he said to wait till tomorrow and he's usually pretty literal about this stuff.

What do I do for tonight?    

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