Going against my gut

I sit in the bar for what feels like an age, all eyes on me after the brawl that took place, well I say brawl but it was far too one sided for it to be called that, it was more akin to fly swatting. I suddenly get a really bad idea, the kind of idea that if I had suggested to myself this morning I would have convinced myself that I had gone mad. I get up, grab my pack and rush out of the bar.

Thankfully I am able to track the Orc and catch up to her fairly quickly, she hears me running to catch her and turns sharply fist cocked, likely expecting some surprise attack from another bar patron or something. "Oh it's you runt" she says lowering her fist, if she had punched me I imagine it would have probably killed me outright so I'm thankful she doesn't swing. "God what am I doing?" I think to myself as I look at this hulking monster, "I never got to thank you.... you know for that" I say between pants, "you're welcome" she says turning to walk away, "WAIT!" I shout getting her to stop, she turns back to me her yellow eyes burning into my soul as she looks at me expectantly.

Every lesson I had ever been taught about orcs told me not to do this, hell my gut also thought this was a terrible idea but despite nearly every fibre of my being telling me not to I persevere. "I am bad at this whole fugitive thing. Like really bad", I admit honestly, "no shit" she sneers back at me, "look you helped me and I don't know why but I'm hoping you can help me again" I say taking a deep breath to steel myself for what I was about to ask. "I need a place to stay, somewhere safe. Just for a couple of days so I can figure this out", she smirks at me "I think you need a lot more than a couple of days to figure this out" she says turning and leaving, "no wait please" I say following her, "piss off, find someone else" she says back to me. "Wait at least point me to a tavern somewhere that will be safe for me for tonight, I don't know the city" I say desperately hoping for any semblance of help, she turns and looks at me I look at her with pleading eyes.

After what feels like an eternity she sighs heavily rubbing the bridge of her nose, "fuck... Fine follow me" she says before turning to continue walking, I fall in behind her "thank you so much" I say appreciatively. I follow her through the cities underbelly as she leads me through back alleys and shady streets, I make sure to step even closer as I see the bustling nightlife of this area, daggers and swords displayed prominently on belts in their scabbards as a warning sign. Part of me wished I grabbed the thugs dagger from the tavern floor as I would at least have a weapon if I had did that.