I followed the directives given to me, and I came up to this dingy little tavern that sort of reminded me of the Blind Horse. I went in and showed them the bracelet, and they took me to this little basement (really more of a tiny root cellar than anything). Well, I was out for probably 8 or 10 hours from this weird tea concoction they gave me. In the mean time, I now have more scars, more chipped teeth, and thinned eyebrows.
Just what I wanted: to get uglier.
In any case, I’m on my way with Captain Varius to Penmoor, where he knows some folks that have those herbs that can dye the skin. It won’t last forever, but maybe it’ll last long enough for people to forget. Might also have to pull a random body when I get back, maybe try to make it look like me…
No. Arien, I can’t do that. Forget the trouble of killing a South sider, there’s Talya to think about; she’d never forgive me for that. And Leesa would kill me for hurting her like that.
She reminds me so much of Jacob. So much purity. Too much maybe.