thewizardguy said
The man walks past you, smilng taking a seat on the most comfortable couch."Your Will. Your Inheritance. You are going to die soon. I presume you would wish to leave some of your belongings to your family, or perhaps friends? It would be a shame for the local government to claim them.
I frown. "What're you talking about? How would you know if I was going to die soon? Are you threatening me?"