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Crimson shrugged. He didn't have very stong morals himself, although he didn't like the idea of hurting people who didn't deserve it. He was surprised the old Khajiit dude didn't mind, he'd expected better from him. But then this wasn't the first time Crimson had been disappointed recently.

"Just go light something on fire." He told Zaydate. "Whenever something big catches fire on this tree, there's always a panic."

He'd have to leave the innkeeper a sizable donation later. Maybe a note too, 'So sorry I burned down your inn. Love, The Crimson Archer.'  Yeah, that'd work.

"Once the mess starts, we make a break for it."