"Well, we're not going anywhere immediately." You hedge your bets and Lucas sort of wilts a little, like you just told a kid that you aren't going to Disneyland. Yeah, there's no way he's not lying about why he wants to get out of Skingrad. Still, it's probably best to get everything out of the way now and just tell him what you're up to. Just a general idea can't hurt, right?
"Man, I can't even remember, did I get around to telling you about the three evil cults we will probably be up against at some point?" It feels like the conversation you had with him in the inn was months ago rather than a day or two.
"That did not really come up, no, beyond a couple of vague hints anyway." Lucas says and Morlia introduces her palm to her forehead again. "It's not like I asked." He adds. Right, exposition dump time.
"Not only are we trying to bring down the Dark Brotherhood, but most of the Daedric princes are pissing themselves over what they fear I represent, and will be trying to kill us soonish. That means their mortal servants will be after us, and in Cyrodil, the biggest cults are Dagon's Mythic Dawn, and maybe the necromancers, depending on whether Mannimarco is buddying up to Molag Bal yet." You don't think that's happening yet but you could be wrong. Diana squeaks at the mention of necromancers in conjunction with hunting you down. Lucas' eyes widen and he sits down suddenly, face abruptly pale.
"Lucas... is something wrong?" Diana asks, taking a half step towards him expression concerned.
"Most of the daedric princes out for your blood is not 'three evil cults'!" He sounds half strangled. "That's... that's...."
"It is hardly an ideal situation, I agree, however there is at least one Prince not after us and likely more." Morlia's prim and above all businesslike tone brings everyone back from contemplating exactly how many ways the princes will horribly maim you.
"Is there anything else?" Lucas asks, visibly bracing himself for something even more ridiculous.
"Nah, besides it is three cults. Dark Brotherhood, Mythic Dawn and possibly the Necros. No biggie." You flap a hand dismissively and decide to move on. "But, in a similar spirit, if whatever it is you are lying badly about would, or could affect us, I'd like to know about it. It helps to know what you have to watch for."
"Huh...?" Ah, he wants to play dumb. You aren't going to let that happen!
"You're overeager to leave if Skingrad is just boring you now." You point out and in a flash he has a confident smirk back on his face, no trace of shock or alarm at your daedric Prince problem left.
"Oh, that, that's a recently resolved worry. Nothing that'll affect you or your lady friends I'm sure." You have no idea if this is a lie.
"You'd better be sure, if you've stolen something from the Count and we get arrested for trying to leave the city with you..."
"I know better than to test my luck, excellent though it is, against our gracious Count's guards." Lucas says quickly over Morlia's accusation. "It's nothing that'll affect you, cross my heart." He shoots her a cheesy smile and draws a cross on his chest. Morlia huffs and glares down her nose at him.
"And you still want to travel with us? Even with the whole daedric Princes out for blood, thing?" You ask, just to be sure. Lucas nods. "Well, I suppose that means we'd better get moving." It's late afternoon but you can probably get a reasonable distance before night falls.
[ ] Wait there's still stuff to do in the Skingrad!
-[ ] Write in what stuff you want to do
[ ] On the road again!
-[ ] write in conversation ideas or ways to annoy or skills you want to train
What's that? Lucas is hiding something? Nah, that'd be silly!
