Cairn
I needed to find Marisoll and explain, or at least try to explain that I was not there, I prayed she believed me, I prayed she did not think me so vulgar as to ever commit such crimes.
She wasn’t in the house, she probably had gone to find somewhere to be alone. Mystic Zerena was up and about, gathering items from the ground. I stood there and folded my arms watching her, “a poor beggar searching for scraps does not become you,” I said.
Sighing she stood up, “do not mock me Cairn, the items I have gathered for my spells have helped us a great deal many times over.”
“Apologies my lady,” I bowed, she gave me a dirty look and said, “with that smirk on your face I would say you are not very apologetic at all Cairn, what do you want?”
I grew more serious and said, “I’m looking for
