Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150525042832/@comment-29461586-20150525052034

"..?!" The boy from before noticed that Celia was breathing heavily and immediately ignored his drawings to check on her.

"You okay?" He asked with great concern.

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"Dunno. But the last time I heard, they headed west and vanished from there." The innkeep said.

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Marthe was outside Par Molag. She was at Cath Bedraud, a great ceremony for many noble Breton knights. She was offering flowers to an grave marked with the symbol of a lion.

"Hey... Sorry for being away for such a long time..." Marthe said with a small smile.

"Me and my friends are in trouble due to misunderstandings, but Im very certain that we'll get through this...

I wonder... how are you and mom doing? Its been 4 years, right? It's been quite a long time...

... ...Dad... I... I'm very sorry that you never got to see me join the Covenant... I remember the moment you made me this amazing roasted mudcrab meat... I... mother and I loved it so much..." Marthe was trying not to choke as she was crying silently to herself.

"Dad... I... no matter what... I... I promise that I'll be strong... I promise that I will find my little sis and bring her back... I'm so sorry... so sorry that I wasn't there when you... you..."

Marthe was unable to speak the last word of her sentence as she sniffed heavily. She managed to stop after a few minutes and set down a smithing hammer at the grave and buried it.

"...I promise that I will find her, dad... No matter what... I'll make you and mom proud... Be at peace..." She finished.

After offering her respect to her deceased parents, she wiped off her tears and decided to head for the wilderness west outside Crosswych to hunt for game. She readied her bow and quiver of arrows.