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You beg the crowd not to harm you, swearing you won't do it again, inventing a few tales designed to stir their emotions. You exaggerate your unhappy childhood and the abject poverty that makes your poor stomach rumble with hunger.
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Your words penetrate their minds as surely as manipulation magic, and the fury of those present subsides. They choose not to hand you over to the local authorities.
They simply kick your ass out of the inn. Lose 1 Endurance Point and note that you will NEVER again be able to enter the inn in this village (or the inns and taverns in this town and its suburbs). Then, land in the mud of the street in the Memorized chapter.