Daeron's Adventure (traveling thread)

[Flex]

"It certainly seems so." Daeron commented, sipping ale to surpress telling the man off. "Anyhow, does anyone know where Malina was taken from?"

[The Stranger]

"From her father's house down the way," the man replies, sipping his ale, "Anyway, now all the village maidens is scared, and anxious to be deflowered," he chuckles, "Worked well for us innit boys?" he says, and there is some nodding and chuckling.

[Flex]

Daeron chuckled along, overpowering the urge to stab this guy in the face. "Unfortunate for her though, hehe... did Malina have any close friends? Someone who might have seen her that day?"

[The Stranger]

"Not as I recall," the man replies, "her father is there, mother passed on. Might could ask him."

[Flex]

"I think I will." Daeron said with a nod. "Though perhaps on the morrow. Does this tavern have rooms for rent?"

[The Stranger]

"Shit, don't ask me, I don't work here," the man replies, "But i figure it does."

[Flex]

Daeron smiled. "I shall ask the landlord then, once I finish my ale." The prince finished his drink and sauntered over to the bar man. "Two rooms, if you have them."

[The Stranger]

The man hurries to comply.

[Flex]

Daeron and his companions go to sleep.

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The next day they go to find out where Malina used to live.

[The Stranger]

It is a small cottage on the outskirt of the village.

[Flex]

Daeron knocks on the door. "Hello, goodman?"

[The Stranger]

The door opens only part way, "Whose there? What do you want?" cries the voice of a man inside.

[Flex]

"My name is Daeron." The prince announced in a friendly voice. "I am hunting the Golem and wish to ask you a few questions."

[The Stranger]

"I don't know anything, I already told them that!" the man replies.

[Flex]

"Who are 'they'?" Daeron asked.