The man points at the dead woman in the street.
“Well, if me beautiful ‘ol mum were still with us — gods bless her soul — then I’d tell you to go to her. But, ye needn’t give ‘er a whole purse-a-gold for it,” he jingles the two copper pieces in his hand. “In fact, what I got in me hand here might be too much.”
You look at him with a big smile on your face. You think you know what he’d getting at.
“Oh, so this purse wouldn’t be enough for semen?” You look at the two pieces of copper in his hand as he stops jingling them. “I’m sorry, but I’m new to the ways of the city. I’ve been locked in a tower with my master for all my life, and right now I’m in a hurry for he is perched upon a chamber pot. Would it be too presumptuous to ask for those copper pieces in your hand? I’m afraid all I have is this worthless purse full of gold.”
The man lets out a gasp. You immediately feel bad and attempt to backtrack the conversation.
“Sorry sir, I know what I’ve offered you isn’t much, suppose I offer you even more? If I get the semen for my mast—”
“No, no, no, that be quite alright.” The man grasps your coin purse and slips the two copper pieces in your hand. “Just be sure to treasure these copper pieces. After all, they were the last thing me poor dead mother gave to me.” The man scratches his balls. “Well, that and crabs.”
“Well thank you for your kindness sir!” You cling to the copper pieces in your hand as if they’re the most precious thing you’ve ever owned. “But should I go into the brothel with this or see the apothecary now that I have the right money to do so?”
“Nay,” the man leans down and whispers into your ear. “Tell ye what, I’ll help ye out some more since ye clearly don’t understand how this city works. Go down the road and take a right, ye’ll see a man dressed in all purple robes, he be named ‘Slick Dicknuts, he of immense girth.’ Tell him ye be there for a ‘bukkake sandwich’ and he will hook ye up with all the semen ye could ever want.”
You jump with glee as you make your way to Slick Dicknuts, he of immense girth, yelling a quick “thank you” to the man who’s helped you out so much in such a short time. He waves goodbye as he places your purse full of gold into his pocket.
As you make your way down the street, you see the light dim. It’s as if the sun is setting, but you don’t think you’ve been out long enough for that to happen. As you make your way to the darkest part of the street, you see a very large man dressed in purple robes and leaning on a cane.
CLICK HERE to keep walking, this guy clearly isn’t Slick Dicknuts
CLICK HERE to talk to the man, he’s definitely Slick Dicknuts
CLICK HERE to stare at the sky to try to find out where the sun went