Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20200125011422/@comment-39280634-20200131231326

(Carric)

"Good gracious... I am terribly sorry to hear about that. It-It certainly must be difficult to loose your home, the one place that one's heart belongs to. You have my best wishes for prosperity and peace, sir Starfollower."

"I have come from afar, a modest town by the name of Mirefield. I have taken a little journey of my own, a 'cultural' one, so to speak. Mostly about maid practices, food and drink recipes, people's customs, among other things."

Lina looks around the center of the town, then she comes up with an idea. "If I am not bothering you sir Starfollower, would you feel confortable to talk more about it at an inn ? Before you say anything, however...", she stops to set her large bag of holdings on the ground and looks inside it for an item. Shortly after, she produces a thin yet long, white-grey colored cotton tunic and hands it to Ross: "... please accept this. It may not be much, but on a cold weather such as now it may go a long way. And perhaps not let you feel as... exposed."