>>349>>350The temple of Phex, god of trade and thieves alike, was well hidden in the town. Fina seemed to know the way well enough, leading you through several back alleys, when suddenly two of bandits appeared in front of you, blocking the way.
"Forgive me, gentlemen," the man with the eyepatch sneers, "it seems to me you have a nice lump of horse manure on your boot. Be careful not to slip on it."
You hear footsteps from behind. A powerful looking blond woman, and an elf are now cutting off your retreat. All four of them are well armed.
"Now let me be clear. I want the woman. She's a thief, and I will bring her to justice. Hand her over, and let's forget our meeting."