Okay, you try that.

The conversation went something along the lines of this.
You: "I swear to God I'm innocent."
Him: "Riiight. Get out of my house, murderer."
You: "What makes you think I'm a murderer?
Him: "Covered in blood. Got some gold."
You: "H-how did you know I had gold?"
Him: "I'll leave that to your mind."
After he leaves, you enter the smithy.



DUNDUNDUN DUUUUUUUN
You found some armor!
You put on the leggings, but not the boots, not quite yet.
