<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/uVFVn9N.png)</div><br/><strong>"Wait, you weren't sent by Restov to take care of the bandit problem? Why did I even bother writing the fat useless mayor then?"</strong>Oleg threw his hands in the air and walked away in a huff, cursing loudly.<br/><br/>Svetlana did her best to salvage the situation, bringing the pot of stew over and speaking in the soft voice that wives used to calm rash husbands.<strong>"Please forgive my husband Oleg. I am Svetlana, pleased to meet you. We would be grateful if you can assist us with our bandit problem. They always come to extort us on the first of the month - that's tomorrow. We can offer you room and board for the night if you'll only help deal with them..."</strong>Oleg, who was not quite out of earshot yet, muttered unhappily about food expenses, but Svetlana ignored him and pressed on.<strong>"The guesthouse is already prepared for you."</strong><em>(A2)</em>