>>5170995>16 for seduction/politesseZi flushes a little bit, noticing the way you are leaned against the doorframe, the intensity wit which you are looking into her eyes. She looks away, gripping the cloak tightly in his slightly-oversized green hands with their grimy nails.
“F-fine,” she mutters.
“I need ssomewhere to lay low, too,”you say with an embarrassed smile. “Can you help?”
“Asking a lot of favours for free,” she grumbles.
‘I can’t go on that date if I’m dead,” you point out.
The goblin sighs.
“I know a place,” she says. “They’ll want you to earn your keep—or me, but it’s GOING to be you ‘cause I’m already up to my ass in alligators and you owe me one!—but they’ll hide you. This procurator, a hobbo gal name of Navrere. Just DON’T mention any Paladin shit, or she’ll sell you piecemeal to every two-bit lawman who offers a coin for… Whatever bounty you’ve got on you.”
A bounty? You hope not… But you also suppose it won’t be YOUR face on the poster, nor that of ‘Zithra’.
“Underssstood,” you say. “And…”
>“Thank you so much”, and kiss her, promising again to make good on that date and meaning it [+affection]>“Don’t say a word about this to anyone, or you’re as good as dead.” [-affection]>”I promise there’s some coin in for you if you keep quiet.”>Write-inHow many days do you plan to lay low in Goblintown?
>Just until evening—then, you have to get to The Pretty Kitty for work>Just until night—then, you have demons to track down, and you want to be out of town by morning if possible>Until morning—you suspect the law will be out in force tonight, seeking demons, occultists, or even Reptilians> A few days—let the Inquisitors and Paladins tucker themselves out>Write-in 