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You reply, "The thunderstorm! If you knew what was good for you you'd be in here too." The door swings open suddenly, revealing a scruffy man holding a laser shotgun, flanked by two horses. "You're right about the storm, but you'd a bigger fool than I thought if you're trying to shelter here. I don't take kindly to strangers dying in my part of the deset -- bad for the Pact, don't need to pay those dues. You'll join me in fleeing if you want to survive."

• Agree and thank him, and join him in fleeing the storm on his nameless horses.~
• Reject his offer outright. Keepers of the Pact aren't to be trusted, not with the gods they serve.~
• Dispute that the shack would be an unsafe shelter for the incoming Glass Desert Thunderstorm -- the Glass Houses from where you came from have weathered many such storms.~
• You're a faster and better shot than he is, even if his gun shoots lasers. Shoot him, and take both horses.~
• Agree initially, then try to steal the horses and ride off while he's getting his pack fixed. ~
• Tell him that you forsee the storm front knocking out the bridge ahead, and that you must angle north for Cold Harbor to escape the storm.~