Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5426290-20160125134959/@comment-5426290-20160125142518

The old lady looked the two up and down, her eye catching the bruises all over Alek, and the holes in his robes. "Oh, you poor things. How about a special offer? A piece of pie for a copper each?"

She then looked at Percival, eying his neck. "Where you two attacked by Vampire Musquito's? They sure are awful this time of year." She smiled over to her husband who laced a line through a cloth bag and placed it on a shelf. The old man sighed. "Now that you mention it, can you two boys do a village a favour? Surely the church can help us with our problem."