[h1][center][color=beige]Kythor[/color][/center][/h1]

Kythor held his frown as he watched the wizard shrink back before completely withdrawing from the table. When he noticed how much his words had affected her, he felt a little guilt. It was always hard to leave someone condemned to their fate, but it was in not only in the best interests of the town, but the people who would be doing this theoretical rescue. It'd certainly be a wonderful, heroic achievement if they were to pull something like that off, but Kythor had little interests in heroics. He came first: and while it was certainly tragic that this woman would be offered to the Frostmaiden as a sacrifice, better her than him.

With a heavy sigh, he shakes his head and turns back to the boatman. [i][color=beige]"Can't blame her for wantin' to try to save the woman,"[/color][/i] Kythor says, [i][color=beige]"It just ain't realistic, y'know? I might know my way around the land, 'n you might know your way around the waters, but we've got too much goin' against us to be risking something like that."[/color][/i] He pauses for a moment, pursing his lips in thought. [i][color=beige]"In any case, we'll just need to hire you - 4 gold. Boat's taken care of, so all we need is for you t'be ready to set out early in the morning, yeah?"[/color][/i]