Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160117031504/@comment-25038310-20160118184207

Allant sat on the bench in front of his humble stone home, built brick by brick by himself. Altough he hadn't expected he had to share it with someone in the past year. The woman's parents had vanished not all too long ago, so he was now responsible for her. He was not interested in asking, since he and Allenna were fine the way things were.

He teaches and provides a roof over the girl's head, she helps with secondary tasks such as these and learns.

That's how it was for the past year. A troubled girl. Their relationship awkward, yet nothing special. Friends? Teacher and pupil? Father and daughter? All of these things and none of them at all, in a certain sense pnly they could comprehend.

He looked at the strangers from under his visor, not attracting all too much suspicioun. They weren't the typical folk he used to see, after all.