Dimos sighed. “I... I know. I can’t say I want o turn myself in but... If that’s what it takes to make things right I’ll do it.” Pylia nods and motions to the shop. “Like she said, not now. If there’s one thing I agree with, it’s that we can’t trust any guard here, except the ones we know personally. I suggest you lay low for now until we can sort this mess out.”

Shortfang however was dissatisfied at the current direction, crossing his arms and looking disappointed. “We wait too long, bad guys hurt more people. Dimos friends still hurt people, so go fight them. We fight, we get proof from Dimos friends. Also, Dimos friends already hurt him and family. Wait too long maybe they come back.” Dimos sighed sadly. “I... I honestly don’t know if they’ll come back. I want to say no, because of our old friendship, but if Erandel finds out I quit the gang after what we did he... He’d put a bounty on my head for sure. And I know for sure that my old friends would gladly turn me in if the price is right.”

This only renewed Shortfang’s fury as he looked to you. “Boss, Shortfang know this complex, but we go beat up bad gang! They bad people, so no worry about noble son say nothing. No bad people mean more time for boss and us to deal with noble son and save Dimos and family!”