Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-28358106-20160804115006

Melandil looks at Hound a moment. He overcomes his Elvish sensibilities of reticence, and speaks, his voice low. "His wife has died, and his other children survive on the last vestiges of her spirit. They are unlikely to survive the night."

"Poor lasses," Bale says, looking at Ibrahim. "They're good girls."

"We brought his last daughter here under the idea to copy the Codex, for such is her talent" Melandil continues, "And we still shall, with your permission, Bale."