An Old Tower

[Deleted]

Alliser was still flushing red, refusing to look at the picture of the naked Aranya. "She was no succubus, but still, this is evil indeed. And she was with a man with a spear, you say? Who was he?"

[The Smith]

"He called him self Sampson. He was a surly ass though." The little man looked at the painting again, "Not bad with the brush. I especially liked the shading of the areola."

[Horas]

"Do you know where this Aranya and this Sampson took their demon babies when they left this place?" Mim queries.

[Deleted]

"Surely someone would have seen them leave."

[The Smith]

The little man stared at Aranya's areola for another minute before looking up and saying, "What?"

[Deleted]

"When they left," Alliser repeated. "They would have been seen, a big party like that. With dragons."

[Horas]

"Where did they go?" Mimseval repeats.

[The Smith]

The Little Man shrugged, "I do not know. I was not around when they left. A father found me in the hay loft with his wife, and daughter... and I decided to take a quest of my own."

[Horas]

Mimseval strokes him moustache. "The trail is cold," he thinks aloud. "Ser Alliser, I think our next course of action must be to travel back to Westeros."

[Deleted]

"Not at all," Alliser said. "There is more to be found, I think. We need to ride to the surrounding farms, and ask what they have seen. I am sure someone can tell us something."

[Horas]

Mimseval strokes his moustache again. "Mayhaps, good ser, mayhaps. But we already know the identity of the villain, and no mother ever lets her children wander far. Surely these dragons must be in Duskendale?"

[The Smith]

The Little man looked up, "Are you going to seek out her?" Pointing at his new portrait.

[Deleted]

"We would have heard, then, wouldn't we, before we left?" Alliser looked puzzled.

[Horas]

"Ah... hmm." Mim says. "A fair point, ser. Mayhaps we should investigate here first."

[The Smith]

"Are you going to find her?" The Little man asked again more forcefully.