Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141119151542/@comment-5583506-20141119163108

Rowan Autumn-Arrow wrote: "That would be very kind of you, but I wouldn't know how you could possibly help me and my husband." Freja told Myling and Aldoran.

"You see, my son has been kidnapped by bandits and they want us to pay a randsome if we want him back. My husband doesn't even know that yet. he's out looking in the woods."

"They said that if I brought the law into this, harm would befall my son... Therefor I'm just asking people like you... But I know what I've gathered so far isn't nearly enough." Her strong facade started to break somewhat. Myling got up from the bench. "I have heard enough. Where exactly is this husband of yours? Maybe I could meet up with him and help the two of you out in a more... non-financial way, if you know what I mean?"

Aldoran discreetly pulled at her scarf. "Ehrm... Myling? This isn't what we came here for... We came here to get a book, not to take up arms against bandits."

She bumped him in the stomach with her elbow. "Hush you. If you are scared of bandits then you can go home. I, on the other hand, do not fear. I have dealt with their kind many times before." She turned to the woman again. "Where is your husband?"