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"I'm not drinking, just here for a good talk. But some food will be nice. Miss, could you please serve me a good portion of the soup they're having?" You ask the woman being targeted by Corkus, to which she replies by flicking his hand away and bowing with a smile.
"Yes, Sir. Is there anything else you would like to order?"
"I want to give these guys here a couple rounds, compensate for me not being able to drink with them."
"Fine by me." Corkus smiles.
"I appreciate it, Vlad." Judeau returns the favor by offering you a seat next to Guts, who was contemplaying on how to best explain his leave from the band.
"Hey, if Guts ain't taking it, there's no problem with giving some to me, right?"
"Yeah, me too! I've been in the band for a while, can you be a buddy ang give me a drink too?"
"Seems like you've underestimated how many people from our group love to drink!" Judeau laughs as a group of men pressure you into paying a few more drinks than you should've, but given the overall festive mood, you don't want to be the one to ruin their night.
>Your generosity came at the cost of being the clientele's paypiggy, and though 2 silver coins is nothing compared to your vast fortune, you can't shake the feeling that they took advantage of your patronage. Total Earnings: 149 Gold Coins. 28 silver coins.
"Didn't think you were this good at partying, buddy. You got more energy than the folks I knew from my old bandit group." Corkus chugs down on his last mug of beer.
"This isn't the first time I hang out in lower class establishments, they have a bit of a cozy charm to them. In a way it makes it feel safer than drinking at a wine cellar. You reply to Corkus, recollecting on your past memories in places like these. Despite him being a prick sometimes, you feel like he has an appreciation for the simple things in life, which you can respect.
"So why are you leaving? Are you dissatisfied with something?" Judeau inquires Guts on his motives, seems like they initiaded the topic while you were busy fumbling with your money.
"Why would I be? This group has given a wandering mercenary like me a sense of comradery for 3 years. It's been fun. No way I'm dissatisfied, I just want to--"
"What more could you want in life than this?" Corkus slams his feet at the table. You can get anything for free in Wyndham if you say you're a commander of the band. Go to any bar, inn or weaponsmith! They love us here! We're heroes of the damn kingdom! Just give the old king some time to mourn and we'll be living in the court for the rest of our lives. We finally made it! After all those days of nearly getting beheaded. All those sleepless knights getting ready to die, we've made it! And you want to throw it all away? For what stupid reason you would do that?"
>Not everyone wants to live the same life.
>It should be easier to find a goal in life when you have money and power.
>Why are you upset? It's his choice to make.
>Don't interfere. Let Guts defend himself.
>Write-in.
