Inside
Shock wrote: ↑Wed Jul 24, 2019 1:21 am
Tyragorn shook his head slowly. Everyone in the town was so quick to assume the worst.
"Please, you have nothing to fear from me. Ailla is my sister. I just want to find her."
Bertram just holds his hands out at his side in surrender, "I'm sorry friend, but I don't actually know anything about her. She wasn't a regular, and I never had much business with her husband. I just saw her on the streets occasionally, is all."
He stands there unsure of what else to say.
stavaros_the_arcane wrote: ↑Thu Jul 25, 2019 7:36 am
Georgia finishes her glass and holds it out for a refill. "A fair point friend. Although aren't there only about three taverns in town? So I won't have to make many stops after this one. Actually I think we passed one on our way in, all boarded up."
"Yeah, not sure what happened there. One day they were here, next you know the door's boarded up and the owners are gone," Bertram says shaking his head, "But business hasn't been very good for a while now."
"Without something to hold you to a place you can end up just drifting away, especially if there's a bad feeling in the air."
Bertram nods, "Most of the farmers are happy enough but things were better when the merchants were coming through, and people are starting to feel the pinch."
Outside
It's hard to tell if the man saw you or not, though he looks fairly stiff compared to a few seconds ago..
But it becomes pretty clear a few seconds later when the boy looks over his shoulder gawking in your general direction. The older man drops a hand on boy's shoulder and propels him forward as the continue down the street.
And then, as the wind dies down, the tall grass two dozen feet behind you rustles softly.