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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kobold Stew" data-source="post: 9694595" data-attributes="member: 23484">"Milady you're safe," Anson says to the old woman as he puts her down and lets go. "I am sorry to have troubled you." He looks around the interior, illuminating the gatehouse crowd which is now being led to a thatched building that appears to be a tavern. He attempts to make eye contact, to ensure that those that are through are all, well, not one  of those monsters. And he wonders if there is something he can put his hands to to help. Are there only constabulary on the walls? Is a crossbar needed for the gate? Whatever happened, it is not stopping, and he wants to do what he can. If he sees a task for himself, he will undertake it, calling on others to help, but he won't want to be in the way.</blockquote>