Help the Bard
Pick Your Peril: The Hero of Mudtown
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With your companions still asleep, now might be the best time to get in the good graces of the man in charge.
You ask the Bard if he needs any assistance. He looks genuinely surprised and stammers for a moment, searching for the right words. He regains his wits after a pause and laughs instead, guffawing loudly as beads of sweat start to form on his forehead.
“Oh, no… No, thank you.” He glances at you and laughs again, wiping away the perspiration at his brow. “What I must do, I do alone. There’s no way you can help me.”
He shakes his head.
“It’s all writing letters and negotiating with nobles anyway, nothing you would be interested in. I’m sure your friends will need your support more than I do.”
The Bard nods to where your three companions sleep. You hear a yawn and see Jeremiah rolling out of his hammock, standing and stretching as the rest of the band of outlaws slowly wake up.
“Well then, now that your companions are awake, what will you do?” The Bard smiles. “Who do you want to help?”