>>5569498>>5569502>>5569521>>5569523>Turn your attention to more invalid-y matters.“Fine. Then, excuse me for a moment.” You momentarily rid yourself of the crazy old hag and turn your attention to invalid, who’s sat opposite the fire the whole time with ample view of the circus. “You. Invalid. I’ve questions for you as well.”
“Hrmph. What do I know?” The invalid mutters beneath his breath, his eyes distant and tired. “What a joke. Leave me alone.”
“I’m not asking. I’m ordering.” Your voice is firm, but the broken man simply shrugs his shoulders.
“And of what use are your orders for a lame man with nothing to lose? The curse will spare me from whatever punishment you have in mind.” The cultist sulks. “Feh. I’ve no word to spare you or any other outsider. Now leave me be and get back to the hag, jezebel.”
The word <span class="mu-i">curse</span> prickles your ears like a needle–a curse? The village has a curse, or..? You would ask for more, but you get the feeling he’ll stonewall any more lines of questioning you have for him. You may have to go about this more laterally.
>How would he like to join a cult? A very good one that would put his big pitchfork to use?>Attempt to cheer him up somehow, or at least get into his good graces.>Use your secret weapon–the rune inscribed on your skin.>Get back to the hag.>Write-In. 