Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20190802233120/@comment-24736819-20190803214326

As Myhs stood there, looking lost, she suddenly felt a heavy arm resting on her right shoulder.

"Ah, what do we got here?", a clearly embriagated nordic man twice her size came into view after the arm, "Why the bag on your head, lassie? You can't be that ugly..."

The young girl froze for a few seconds before attempting to move away from the drunken man, "L-let go..."

"I don't think I will...That bag there got me curious.", the man managed to pull her away from the not so crowded hall towards the back of the inn, "Come on, just a little peek, eh?"

"Enough, filth. You can leave now.", a familiar, feminine voice came from the dark corner behind the man, "Better yet, you can pretend to be an ugly carpet. Down, boy."

Myhs could barely believe her eyes when she saw the green-haired elf smirking after the huge nord dropped belly first to the wooden floor of the inn, slowly and silently.

"You managed to keep your wit this time, girlie.", the elven woman chuckled.

"T-this is not funny...", the young girl crossed her arms over her chest, "W-what are you even doing here, Aisly?"

"Just checking up on my protegeè.. Nothing wrong with that, eh?", Aisly smiled, "Heard it through the grapevines that you were around and decided to come."

"F-Fantasia is here?", Myhs asked, raising one eyebrow in suspicion, "Sùba said you'd leave me be."

"Well, you know how she is. Sùba worries about you... But, no. The traveling freakshow is not here, I came on my on.", the green-haired elf graciously got up, "You know, I could never understand your eagerness to help people after what happened to you... It's weird, honestly. I don't think any of your new friends would shed a tear if you were to disappear. I'm not sure the common folk would care either... How can you help them, Myhs? You can't do anything with your condition, can you? Don't answer, I know you know I am right... You should come back to us, but I also know that you won't. At least not until you see the truth."

Aisly motioned for the nord to get up once again and the man immediately did so, "You're an optimist, dear. Optimists die quickly and die horribly."

The elven woman smiled once more before turning around and wrapping her hands around the big nord's muscular arm before the both of them headed towards the Inn's exit. Myhs was left there alone, once again without really grasping what Aisly meant with all that.

"W-what...was that?", she asked herself.