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ChichiriMuyo posted...

E. Kill 'em both, steal the meat.

Good luck taking on a dozen armed cops with just a rusty sword. That's why this wasn't an option. I don't want you to get a GAME OVER so soon.

"Very well." You sheathe your sword. "We are indeed LARPing. However... the DARGON of which I speak is very real, and also very hungry. Do you know what DARGONs eat?"
"Um... no?" he replies.
The butcher's daughter has overheard this by now and comes over. "Why didn't you come ask me?" she asks.
"Well..."
"You've got a flair for the dramatic, and that's what makes a good LARPer. You look like you're in need of some new armor, though."
Glenda looks curious. "Wait, do you LARP?"
"I've been at Ren Faire numerous times. I'm a Paladin, name's Sienna."
Holy shit, you think. Whoops.
You nod. "I'm Greg and this is Glenda. Do you speak Darconic?"
"No. Just Abyssal." Sienna nods her head. "I do have some cool armor, though. Real stuff. Where'd you even get that rusty old thing?"
"Inside the DARGON."
"Yeah, get out of that, you're... gonna make yourself sick. Where is this DARGON?"
"A hole in the woods at the State Park."
"I'll gather the meat that's expiring in the next two days. We probably won't sell it all anyway, and we usually go throw it out for predators anyway. It'll be pretty cheap, like $50 for I'd estimate 50 pounds worth."
A dollar a pound is a good deal, so you accept. Glenda has the money, so it's all good. You agree with Sienna to meet there in the morning. She also lets you know of a smith who can make you some better armor, though of course that's going to take a couple months.
You doff your armor and throw it in the dumpster.

What do you do for the rest of the night?
A. Go to the emergency room now that urgent care is closed
B. Go shower again... alone
C. Shower again... this time with Glenda
D. Contact the blacksmith Sienna informed you of