Chapter 6
In reply to Titus Blackwell (msg # 588):
"I'm a law-abiding man," Brennan says quietly, drawing near and trying very hard to keep the swagger from his tone. "We have been asked to leave this town immediately, and I just wouldn't want to upset our hosts..."
He allows himself the slightest grin, but it fades as he considers the seriousness of the woman's expression. Brennan sighs and crouches near enough to make conversation reasonably comfortable, all things considered.
"Give me a reason to comply. Something beyond the threat of violence if I fail to do so," Brennan says, firmly but not unkindly. "I am not an ally of Baal. Surely this is clear by now? I have removed witches from their covens and broken the spell of those among the Chosen who have seen fit to abuse their gifts and make a mockery of the First Men. I am not an enemy of the Inquisition. Or rather, I would not be, if you would do me the courtesy of reciprocity."
Brennan closes his eyes for a moment and smiles weakly.
"It's all a muddled mess, isn't it? The First Men. The Haunts. The Dreams. But I have seen a path forward. A light in the darkness, or a patch of shade in the sunlight. There are answers in Losthelm -- answers we may need in the days to come. Tell me why I should forsake them, and I swear to give your words the weight and consideration they deserve."