You let out a sigh and try to remain patient. While most of your clients weren't exactly scholars you had forgotten just how stubborn and stupid goblins could get and how much of a pain it was to deal with them. "Look, McSkuzz, we already know where you live, who your friends are and where you hang out at." you say loudly as you rest a hand on the door. "You're lucky they sent me and not some thrall or mercenary knight, but that will change if you don't pay your due and give us what you owe. I just want the money and I'll leave you alone... the next thing that knocks on this door today won't be so kind."
After a few seconds of silence the annoyed goblin opens the door and lets you inside his rancid home. It wasn't exactly a nice place to live, but if Skuzz had the cash for somewhere fancy he wouldn't be borrowing money from you all the time. "Look, it... uh, got lost. Yeah! I can't pay you now with only twenty gold pieces... I need more time..." the little goblin man stalls as he backs up against a wall. "Come back later! Tomorrow!"
You let out another sigh, it was going to be one of those days...
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