>>5731891>>5731897>>5731902>>5731916>>5731925>>5731934>>5732169>>5732198>Meet with Bredbeddle before you sleep. Maybe you should get this favor out of the way now.[...]
You manage to break away from the chapel dinner table shortly after you served the rogue’s request to the rest of the house’s denizens–sausage meat fried in corn batter, skewered with a stick, and dappled with tomato sauce (such was your lady’s ire at being served such food that you managed to escape somewhere in the middle of her lengthy rant).
You find the gnome after a lengthy hunt over the entire house–atop the roof of the chapel, corn batter sausage in hand, she near jumps off the roof in surprise as you scale the tiles to meet her.
"Ah--.. Duckworth." She whips her head back.
“There you are.” You sigh in relief. “Why aren’t you eating with everyone else..? Sigrid really wanted to find you and chew you out for your taste in food, you know.. And where’s Algernon?”
“..Yeah, well, that’s exactly why I didn’t want to go down there to eat.” Bredbeddle scoffs. “And Algernon.. she’s somewhere down there with the rest of them, I guess. What’d you come up here to ask me for? Nothing weird, I hope..?”
“Your request, remember? I think I’d ought to get it out of the way now. And only favors in reason.” You’re quick to warn her.
“Right. My request. Hmmm..” The gnome maid places a hand on her chin. “Well.. what do you think I want?”
>Something small.>Something really awesome that suits an awesome half-elf wizard like you.>Something humiliating?>[Write-In.] 