The old man hadn't been the same since his dear wife passed. After she died, he sold his shop to Bairdon Williams, a man who came from some place called Daunton a few years back. Ever since then he only left his house once a day, passing by his old shop as if checking up on an old friend, before heading into the market and then back. And now with him gone it worries me to think that nasty little beasts might have made it inside the walls. Things were bad enough with them burning some of the outlying farms.
In fact with their strange behaviour I wonder if something more sinister isn't driving them this season. I remember it happened once before when I was a whelp, an ogre magi whipped the kobolds into a frenzy, and they attacked the wall, nearly losing their entire tribe but still throwing themselves recklessly at us until the ogre was defeated by Kiro... I mean Lord Hastesh's father.
But yes, yes if you could let me know whats happened to the old wyrm I would apprciate it. He was like a father to me for many years, taking care of me after my parents died fending off one of the orc encursions 25 years ago.
Sakura smiles rather forlornly, obviously lost in the pain of her memories. Shaking her head, as if trying to dislodge the unpleasant memories, her warm smile reutrns.
I lodge in a backroom here at the Lotus. I'm around most days, except for mornings of holy day when I pray at the chapel. And I had heard that Kaji put you there. I guess I will see you tomorrow, now clear out so my staff can get home to thir brood.
With that said Sakura ushers you and the rest of the group politely out the door, closing it with the solid click of a deadbolt.
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