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Richter let out a startled yelp and sprung backwards into the door at the sight of Rahiq's artefact taking effect. He hadn't rescued some waylaid princess, he'd rescued a demon! Adding to Richter's worry was the sudden change in her voice; it was now deeper than his, not to mention considerably more gravelly. However, what she was saying didn't sound like she was threatening to devour his soul, she was just explaining Dharan magical artefacts to him. He flinched violently when she grabbed his shoulders, but she was still trying to coax him into joining her. It seemed almost like he was making a pact with a dark goddess. She did have a point however, even if her demonic voice almost concealed it. To be prestigious enough to play before nobility had been nothing but the stuff of dreams to him before this point, and Rahiq was suddenly offering to make it a reality. Of course, it would be incredibly dangerous, but danger made for great tales.

Richter drew back from Rahiq's grip and returned his hand to the doorknob, although he no longer planned to leave alone.
"It'll be a day or two of travelling, so we'll need to get some more money before we find this artefact." Richter explained, "I doubt anyone's going to want to watch you turn into..." Richter paused for a second to find a word, "That. You should just leave earning money to me for the time being. That is, providing you can't do any less terrifying tricks."

Richter lead Rahiq out of the inn and back out into the streets. It was no longer snowing, but the thick layer of snow remained over the city and the temperature had barely increased. Perhaps Rahiq would change her mind even before they even reached the border. Richter knew that the nearest settlement to the south was a village named Alcaire, so he removed his compass from his pocket and set off in the direction it told him was south. He wasn't just travelling any more, now he was on an adventure!