"Hello, how can I help you?"
"Hello, um... my name is Sasa. I'm from Quino Town in the north. I lost my identification while traveling, and I'd like to get a replacement."
"Do you have anything that can prove your identity?"
"I'm working at Mr. Galastero's Peace of Mind Inn, and I live there too. Would my work permit do?"
The Tzeentch Daemon answered smoothly, but its surroundings changed, growing hotter and hotter. It felt as though it was about to catch fire.
"That isn't enough, sir. Do you have any relatives we can contact? Identification is an important record of your lineage. You can't have appeared out of thin air." Vlorus's eyes blazed, bright and full of righteousness.
"Of course, sir, but I really have no one I can contact who could get here within a month, at least. I'd like temporary identification. Plenty of townspeople can vouch that I'm a good person."
Vlorus stared at it, then changed his tone as though something had occurred to him.
"Don't be afraid. Everyone has secrets, good and bad. But rest assured, you can tell me about anything bad. I'll see that justice is done for you."
Clearly, Vlorus had misunderstood something.
"No, sir. I swear by the Emperor, there's nothing bad to report. I simply lost my identification while traveling."
"You swear by the Emperor... very well. You'll need to find someone willing to vouch for you. Otherwise, you cannot receive a temporary identity card."
"Understood. Thank you for your guidance."
The Tzeentch Daemon left the building in the town center. Its surroundings seemed to have grown a little more hostile toward it.
Interesting. A fun little puzzle.
Someone willing to vouch for my identity? That means someone who accepts me... let's play for higher stakes.
The Tzeentch Daemon returned