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"Uhm, weelll..."
If I'm going to steal anthing at all from this place, I'd better get on their good side. But I think I'd rather move to another house
Wards, a gollem, and a huge, scary dog are too much for poor Skip. To make matters worse, Tethyrean Mastiff has a bad breath. The thief is struggling to keep his bladder in check.
"I.. ehr, I, well.. My auntie is very sick and promised I'd go visit her tonight. So, uhm, I can't really go with you, much as I like. Besides, I would need to get my own equipment. If you go to the Underdark, I wouldn't want to have to walk home all by myself, unarmed."
"Not that I'll be robbed in this town, I still got my receipt from last week. But people out of town don't respect the thieves guilds anymore these days... Hey, maybe it was secretmaster who robbed me a tenday back. I couldn't see a face from the shadows, but I uh, I honestly didn't recognise him not at all...
"And besides, I need to get the ring back to the Hall of Wonders. I bet Gond is wondering which unfortnate mortal took it this time. Heh. Wouldn't want it to look like it was me."
Somehow he has the feeling his excuses won't be very convincing.
"Now look, I promise not to tell anyone where you are going, okay. I don't even know how to get to the Underdark, except by digging a very big hole in the ground, and I don't want to know either. I.. I'm no good at fighting, I'm just an apprentice learning to clean weaponry. I can't see in the dark, and I'm very, very afraid of anything unnatural, including drow. I'm no adventurer."
When Tethyrean Mastiff starts to nuzzle him, he yelps, then adds
"Uh, and I need to chance into some fresh clothes..."
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