Daeron's Adventure (traveling thread)

[The Stranger]

"The Sages!" The man replies, "They come around last week, asking after my daughter. I told them I didn't see how she was taken. I just woke up in the dead of night, and she was gone!"

[Flex]

Daeron frowned. "Who exactly are these sages? And... may I see her room? Perhaps it could give me an idea on how your daughter was taken away."

[The Stranger]

"The Sages of Lannisport. From the College!" the man replies, as if Daeron is a complete imbecile.

[Flex]

"Of course." Daeron replies. "Now, the room?"

[The Stranger]

"I'm not letting you in here, go away!" The man yells, slamming the door in Daeron's face.

[Flex]

"Goodman!" Daeron says, knocking on the door again. "You have just slammed a door in the face of a prince, now open up."

[The Stranger]

"If your a Prince, I'm High Septon, and I'd still slam the door!" The man replies, "Now bugger off and leave an old man to grieve!'

[Flex]

"Malina might still be alive." Daeron replies, trying to keep the anger out of his voice. "I am doing my best at trying to find out who has been taking these girls away but you are not making it any easier."

[The Stranger]

The door opens.

"How... dare you!" the man says, his eyes red and weepy.

[Flex]

"I am sorry, goodman, what I meant to say was that I need co-operation to find this beast." He bowed his head. "You could aid me in getting your daughter back by telling me about the night it happened and letting me see her room."

[The Stranger]

The man sighed and stepped aside.

the cottage was a single room. With two beds, one in the corner, messy and unmade, and the other carefully made up.

"She always... kept her things so tidy, I couldn't bare to leave it the way it was."

[Flex]

Daeron alone entered and looked around quickly. "I understand... it is not easy when we lose someone close." He walked over to the bed. "How long ago was it that this happened?"

[The Stranger]

"A week ago," the man sobbed.

The bed was clearly hand made, probably by the very man in the room. Daeron's eyes see what looks like claw marks near the foot of the bed. two sets of four claw marks scratched straight into the bed frame, as if something had sat at the foot of the bed, and clenched his paws around it.

[Flex]

"Now that is odd..." He mumbled to himself, kneeling down to take a closer look. "So, the two of you went to sleep one night and the next day you woke up by yourself?" He sniffed at the claw marks.

[The Stranger]

"Yes, and her bed was a mess, not like she would have left it, if she had just gotten up and gone away." the man says.