Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200115032614/@comment-5543592-20200118051302

"'Course," the farmer reached into his coat and produced from it a long red sash woven with silver, something far too lavish for a peasant to have. He held it for Lysilde to take. "Tie this to your arm, lady.  So those in town know we let you through.  We've had trouble scared folk taking the law into their own hands."