Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161126014740/@comment-24736819-20161203163016

"Hmm...", Pan muttered while he finished eating a weird red root he took from within his robes, "This should be interesting."

Despite that, he did not lift a finger towards the attacker... weirdly enough as now would be an interesting time to prove himself for his new friends.

"You were the one who sent them, Clarisse?", Carden approached the elder woman and sat by her table.

"Hmm? Carden! I did not expected to see you here again, bard!", the old woman replied showing signs of surprise and disdain simultaneously.

"Really? You didn't expected to meet me in a tavern where I had played my lute a few hours ago? It seems your old age is finally taking a tow on your old mind.", the bard said, venomously, "Be serious, you were the one who sent those girls after me?"

"Carden, my dear boy, why would I send girls after you? You seem to have plenty if them following your trail wherever you go...", Clarisse smiled a warm and welcoming smile.

"Assassins, Clarisse. Stop acting like a old crone and give me a straight answer... because if it wasn't you, then I'll need to start looking over my shoulder.", the halfgod slammed his fist on the table and momentanously drawed unwanted attention.

"It wasn't me.", she said, but somehow Carden couldn't be sure if she spoke the truth or simply lied because that would made him a bit more paranoic then he already was.

The duo spent a few moments in silence, having the loud chattering of the tavern as background music but as soon as actual music started and everything got louder than before, Carden broke that silence.

"Can you help me find who wants me dead?", he asked the mysterious old woman and Clarisse simply smirked.