Now that I got bit of a break from all the commotion I got had a chance to look over my situation. I'm still wanted by pretty much every group of people in the entire fort, I have to drag around a massive bag filled with useless shit and now I got a bloody goat to take care of...sigh. I've got pretty much an entire garden-sale in my fuckn backpack and even though the paranoid one seems to be plotting something strange I doubt the others have a clue what his intentions are...ah well....sigh...
Our plans of some day making goat cheese was quickly shot down when we realised that Wilfred was a billy goat, yes the goat is named Wilfred. However he still proved uselfull as I could have him carry the bags. Speaking of bags, we realized that perhaps it was time to clean out the bag a bit and go through all the stuff. At this point we quickly desposed of some things such as the bloody rags*previously known as a handkerchief* by simply feeding them to Wilfred, being a goat and all he didn't seem to mind. Goat's rarely do. The bottle is clearly filled by a dark liquid but considering it's origin we simply left it sealed. In the end we managed to clear up quite a bit of space by having Wilfred munch down the ratweed.
Wilfred seemed quite content.
Well, after finishing the task at hand we moved on to discuss our next course of action. For a while we had some trouble reaching a conclusion but in the end a majority apparently wanted to go and make up with the shopkeeper of the bookstore. I felt a bit uneasy going back there considering how we had left things there the last time.
From that point onwards it went kind of downhill, beggining with the shopkeeper's screaming as we approached her... quicky followed by multiple voices trying to save the situation at the same time making me seem more insane then usual and then later on to top it off the guards come running up to handle the situation.
*OOC* Ok, at this point I was pretty sure that you were fucked for real...you know what I've said about no plot-armor and all that
But then somehow...I don't even know...1/27 chance of success...yet...
I don't even know what to say...
...so just come up with a bad pun involving an escapegoat and let this part be forgotten.
Phew, after escaping from the guards we settle down in a quiet corner at the stairwell to the waterfall. The next couple of hours was the epitome of boredom for here I was with my nose showed down a book I couldn't even read...
I think it might be raining outside or it's just the waterfall...sigh...this'll be a long night...
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Well...sry 'bout the shitty update but cmon I couldn't expect that to happen ey? I just thought it was better to post something.
-Bag-
Map of Blackgate
The scarf
My traveling coat and an empty pipe.
A diorite earring
A goblin axe
Extortusshis
A pair of glasses
A "sidecape"
A copper key
An small unlabeled bottle
New shirt
An old fishing rod.
Less ratweed
A cap
2 Dimple cups and 3 Sweet pods
More wierd plants
A marble marble
A small chisel
2 missmatching buttons
An empty waterskin
A dagger
Leather armor
A clump of wax
3 books
Rotten meat+ lice
15 urists of clothrope
A dirty goat with a mild cough. Wilfred
34 coins