The cellar door slams open, and bootsteps cut through the damp dark. The rogue flinches back by the crate, still clutching the half-burned scrap, while Kahrdoom faces the stair with her dagger ready.
A tall armored stranger descends in wagon-master colors, helm tucked under one arm. He ignores the rogue at once, pale eyes fixing on Kahrdoom with cool, measuring patience.
The Stranger
Easy. I am not here for the rat in the corner.
Kahrdoom
What do you want?
The Stranger
A relic changed hands on this road, and someone in this cellar knows more than they should. I mean to leave with the truth, and preferably with my life intact.
The rogue shifts toward the shadowed wall, eyeing the open door. Kahrdoom blocks the stair, the seal in plain sight near the crate, while the candle bends low between all three of them.
The Rogue
If they start talking, I can slip.
✓ Quest Accepted
Get past the stranger
Learn who the stranger serves