I spin around, and a familiar figure stands in the doorway.
"Assassin!"
"Necromancer. Would you please stop getting in my way?! Every mission I do, you're there!" She levels a crossbow at my head. "Who are you working for? Theives guild? Pit Lord?"
"I'm not working for anyone!"
"That's BULLSHIT!" she screeches. "You're too well placed to be an accident, so don't try to sell me that horsecrap! You're a Necromancer! Why the HELL should I trust you?"
"Why are you here?"
"DO I LOOK LIKE THE ONE BEING QUESTIONED? SHUT THE F-" Something snapped and she fell over.
"Shall I put her in the dungeon, sir?" asked Thane softly.
"Please do. Thank you."
"My pleasure, sir."
"Thane, where is the groundskeeper? Maybe he could give me that tour?"
"Very well, sir, he's currently dusting out the Dining Hall, to prepare for dinner. if you wish, you may ask him to give you a tour. Do you wish the girl tortured?"
"No."
"Very well. I shall give her a cel and leave her to be interrogated or executed at your leisure."
Well. What a fine way to treat a guest. I guess I cold go take a tour, or try to find rooms on my own, or go speak with Thane and the Assassin in the dungeon. I'm certain they'll all wait for me, so there's no pressure anymore.
I also spread my forces out to watch the gates and warn me of any more intruders.