Look out for a bodyguard that could help him and guard him

Gallarth woke up the next morning still feeling like crap after the horrible time he had yesterday, he looked over his green tiny body and he could tell that it wasn't a nightmare like he was hoping, he was still a monster and his most trusted servant just betrayed him and tried to sell him off as a ****, shit sucked but he knew he wouldn't accomplished nothing if he just stood there feeling sorry for himself, he consider what he had on his favor that could help him, that's right, like Concha pointed out, he was still rich, his house was still full of treasures as the slaver thankfully didn't looked through it, if he did, he would had came back for them.

He could use that to his advantage, use his money to buy some help, a mercenary that would be strong enough to defend him on his weakened state and aid him in looking for a cure, she knew of a bar outside town where there would be people that were tough and willing to work for anyone if they had enough coin, even if they were a goblin.

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That night Gallarth prepared himself wearing a hoodie that in his current state was big enough to cover her entire body, it kept her warm during the dark of the night and help her keep her green visage hidden as he walked through the street, he had multiple pockets where he kept his bags of gold and also a hidden knife in case he may have to defend himself, he arrived at the bar right at the middle of happy hour so as he made the way inside there were several drunk patrons already, some sleeping on the floor, some singing out of sync and some getting into a brawl until they kick them out, he looked around wondering who would be right person to approuch and try to hire.