After heading to the guild the two explained the situation, they were brought into a meeting room in the back by the guild clerk where they reported the situation to the vice guild master. Alec was surprised to see how big a deal they were making of this whole situation. They even provided the service of treating their injuries free of charge in addition to the gold coin that they were paid for their work. The original reward was a few silver but they were compensated more for the information in addition to what they managed to bring back from their hunt. The guild would investigate the issue with a more appropriate party and then post a new request if necessary.
Alec left the guild with Agni and they split up after reaching the near by inn that alex would be staying at.
“I’ll pick you up in the morning 3 days from now and we can go on our next adventure!” Agni said with a grin. “We may be able to figure more out about your possession skill then.” he waved and then walked off assumedly in the direction of his home.
Alec smiled waving him off, he felt relieved that he had made a friend so quickly but he supposed that they went through a lot today and that tended to push people closer.
He was able to get a room super cheap at least it seemed cheap to him, he only paid 5 small silver for the room but there wasn’t much to it. A small cot and an end table, otherwise the room was bare and undecorated. Alec went downstairs to inquire about a bath to which he received a relieved look from the woman at the bar, directed him to a bathhouse just next door.
A bit taken aback by her response he examined himself as he walked to the bathhouse and realized he was a mess his clothes scraped up and bloody from the goblin attack, the leg injury had been the only real damage but he received random cuts and scrapes that did a number on his clothes. His only set of clothes he realized.
He trudged into the bath house where he was promptly almost chased out before he could pull out coins to show he wasn’t penniless. After paying they made it very clear he was to throughly clean off before soaking in the water.
“I know how to take a bath.” Alec grumbled to which he received no further responses. Alex disrobed storing his coins in the inventory but putting his clothes in a cubby. He had a feeling if anyone found out he had the [Itembox] skill it might cause him trouble.
He soaked for a good hour before deciding to get out and came to find his cubby empty. The bathhouse was suspiciously devoid of any attendants.
“Are they fucking with me.” Alec glanced back towards a alley facing window. “This will freak them out...” he muttered scanning the alley finding what he was looking for. In the alley a younger street urchin kid was huddled behind a garbage can eating... something. “Sorry kid its just for a minute.” He said the trigger word and found himself staring at a hard loaf of moldy bread. “Ugh gross....”he hurled the bread at a wall. “Shit, that was probably his dinner.” Alec felt guilty looking at the pieces of bread that were so stale they literally shattered when they hit the wall. “Honestly did him a favor but maybe I should fill his belly before bailing.” Alec felt justified in this hijacking knowing he’d be getting this kid a good meal.
A few minutes later he found himself in-front of a street vendor and handed him a copper piece for whatever he was serving, to which he was promptly grabbed from behind on the back of the neck and picked up.
Alec found himself face to face with a very large and very angry man who appeared to be some kind of town police or guard as he was wearing what appeared to be a uniform. “Uhhh...” he said in a horse little kid voice.
“Its about damn time I caught your ratty little ass, you dirty street rat.” The large man spat in his face as he spoke his bad breath wafting out causing Alec to grimace and close his eyes. “Look at me when Im talking!” He yelled practically shaking Alec in the body of this small boy.
Alec wanted desperately to be out of this situation and opened eyes and said his trigger word again directing his view at the first person he saw.