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ASHLY: That’s not a bad idea.
LIAM: Sure, we can talk to the clientele. Maybe
you should hang back.
SAM: I think I fit in in this town, but they might
recognize me.
LIAM: How do you mean?
SAM: No, I mean, the Iron Shepherds know my face,
but it seems like there’s so many weirdos in this
town that, I don’t know. No one seemed to be
looking at me funny when we walked in. Oh, wait, I
was dressed as a gnome, that’s why. Never mind.
(laughter)
MARISHA: To be fair, this isn’t The Iron
Shepherds’ hideout, we said, right?
LIAM: Yeah, that’s outside of the city, into the
woods.
MARISHA: Seems like they wouldn’t come here. Rival
family.
ASHLY: Is it safe to say that they keep to
themselves?
MATT: For the most part, yeah. They only come into
town to occasionally drink and essentially parade
dominance. Every now and then checking in to
assert their reputation, and if they have to do
other bits of dirty work. They are slavers by
normal trade, but they do other things for the
Jagentoths, if need be.
ASHLY: They wouldn’t feel it necessary to tell
anyone else about us?
MATT: You’re not entirely certain. It depends on
if they assume they’re being chased, or they feel
like the demonstration was enough, but you don’t
know.
ASHLY: All right.
SAM: Spend the night here, then?
LIAM: Yeah, I think so. We’ve been traveling all
day. We stay here, we get up. We don’t know
anything about where the Shepherds– We know
nothing about their stronghold, just what you’re
able to tell us, but that doesn’t tell us how many
people are there now, what we are going to be up
against. We talk to the Marduns tomorrow, figure
out the next step from there.
MARISHA: Yeah, let’s formulate a plan in the
morning. I can’t think right now. I’m a little out
of it.
ASHLY: All right. Champ, she sleeps alone. No
funny business, all right?
MATT: “Of course not. I have a business to run.”
SUMALEE: Thank you.
MARISHA: I’ll take a room for myself, please.
MATT: “All right. For a singular room rate for the
night, that will be one gold, five silver.”
MARISHA: I arrange for companionship and drinks.
MATT: “Any preference of companion? We have a
spectrum to choose from.”
MARISHA: It feels weird going and picking someone
out. That feels dirty.
MATT: “Would you prefer it a surprise?”
MARISHA: Yeah. Just make her hot, please.
MATT: “Her. That is a preference. Very well.” Goes
and writes something down. “Can be done. For a