I've dealt with scum like this even before I came to this new world. Hell, I've been a victim of shvt like this once before with a customer giving me a fake bill and I failed to call it out.
A sizeable amount was cut out of my allowance for the week after that incident.
Walking away from the scammer was the best thing to do in this scenario. I already offered my apologies earlier, I was under no obligation to entertain this shvt for any longer than-
"You'll rue this day, peasant!"
Oh, I'll rue this day, indeed, lady.
Ignoring the arrogant bvtch, Anna and I made our way out of the market with our dignity still intact. I could tell that my fellow Nenner was still seething as soon as we found ourselves on the outskirts of town, her silence the only thing accompanying me as we made our way back to our inn.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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