At least there is a consensus
I started my investigation at how to deal with the butt by talking to his second in command. A nicer fella, a hero of justice type that will uphold the law regardless of the reasons behind the action. He offered to help with digging up dirt the the butt and gave me leads to follow since he couldn't do them without tipping off the butt.
I did some more asking and took to following the donkey's butt around.
Sneak, sneak...
He spent most of his time patrolling the town and harassing people about fines. A total d-bag. But I couldn't find any hard proof that the second in command could use against the d-bag. So I came up with a way to meet the d-bag. I wrote him a letter telling him that I would like to meet him in private and that I had something really important to talk to him about.
In hindsight, I realize that my late owner's favorite books were a bad template for my letter. Dotting my "i's" with hearts and putting "X's" and "O's" at the end with a "yours truly", might have given him the wrong idea about the meet. Some of my phrasing might have been a bit... A bit misleading as well. My late owner was a pervert if you haven't figured it out yet. The world is better without him.
Anyway, I go to the meeting place and find the d-bag in his skivvies. I sorta freaked with flashbacks and shot him with an arrow, in the back. I had to pay the inn owner some money, but she was quite okay with my choice of method.
I know I should be more worried but I just can't help but be relaxed about it. The one thing I do know I have to do is get rid of the amulet before it literally burns a hole in my life. But, I can take care of that after things die down and I've gotten fully settled into my new life.
Aw crap...
To Be Continued
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