Tell me, did you happen to see a pair of double-crossing snakes on your way here? No, I suppose you did not. But that is no longer of any matter. What matters is the opportunity that sits here before each of us. That is unless you are a double-crossing snake as well.
Look around. What do you see? Does this look like any place for an unarmed merchant? No it does not. Then what, you ask, am I doing here? I'd like to know the answer myself! One moment I was on my way to discuss business at the
Ceruleum Processing Plant, flanked by a pair of burly
Hellsguards, the next I'm all by my lonesome.
Yes, perhaps there was talk of me halving their pay on account of their not having slain a single beast since that ladybug outside
Stonesthrow... but that is beside the point!They could have at least waited until we had arrived at the plant and I had paid them their half before leaving me. And now, here I am, short one escort...