That slaver is now badmouthing you all over the Dreadsea Coast.
"Yeah, that's nothing, lemme tell you about my boss. He sends me to ride around the plains, just to 'see what you can find', if you can believe that. I signed up to be a badass bandit and sluttamer, and this guy thinks I'm a fucking errandboy or some shit. So okay, I ride around. There's nothing there. Why would there be anything there, it's a fucking plains you moron, was I supposed to investigate the sheep?
Well that's what I want to tell him, but I chicken out. I figure he could at least pay me overtime though, so I ask nicely. And he gets this LOOK on his face, like I'm a piece of shit or something. Didn't even answer me. Yeah fuck that guy."