Nowaru

Grey text: I don't really like that he wants to know the details.

- I was a shepherd, tended one cow, but she was very disobedient and I had to put her up for meat.
Shushuk pulls a dried minotaur head out of his pocket bag.

- Judging by the setup, you're far from the most legitimate establishment in town. Perhaps you happen to know, purely by chance, a place where one could pick up items for not-quite-legal activities. And the second problem: I need to leave this city. The sooner, the better.