Sometimes, You Just Need To Take A Step Back (NPC Thread For Grubby)

Well color me fuggen surprised. Better'n puke green I'll tell ya that but I'm gettin' off topic there. When the gnoll slams his hands down I do what I been taught to do whenever a fuggen gnoll slams somethin' on somethin' else: hand straight to the belt, fingers 'round the pommel a my knife. Thought we was pals there fer a bit but it ain't look that simple, swear to fuggen Azmodeus he gets in arm's length his arm's length gonna be shorter by a whole damn foot'n a half. He calms back down an' I don't say nothin', put my hands on my hips though. Close to my dagger but not on it, think I'd be quick enough to draw an' bring it forward if'n he lunged at me. Weirdest fuggen shit right there, went straight from best buddies to whatever the Nine Hells that was. Gnolls're damn weird. An' humans. An' elves an' pretty much every fuggen- know what? Orcs'n dwarves is alright. But I'm getting' ahead a myself.

"Yeah..." I says, wary a that motherfucker, "'Sposin' I oughta be hittin' the road here too. Got my own grindstone needs my nose. Be seein' ya, Dime." I watch'im slam the door, hear it bolt shut. Ain't nothin' more to be said about that, nothin' more to be done. I keep my eye on the door as I make my way out from where I came. Don't rightly know how to take it. On the one hand I'm gonna get me some answers, maybe got an alchemist in my corner there. Good shit. On the other he's none too stable. I seen this before. I ended this b'fore. Slippery fuggen slope I tell ya. Hope to fuggen Pelor I ain't gotta come back and do the bad part'a my job but it's his call there, alls I can do is point'im in the right direction. He gotta walk it. An' I gotta walk too. Ain't no use wastin' time debatin' good'n evil, what kinda person doin' what makes'im such'n such. S'all bullshit til it happens an' I get things I gotta be doin'. Heard there's a bounty on the bounty board there...