Toma, Beggar's page

Toma moves closer to the back of the group, in order to make his crafty escape when the need arises.

Toma, preying on the good vibes of the other villagers and fattening his purse, follows the vigilante mob. Maybe he could wait in hiding for the ogre to eat them all, and sneak off with all their goods once it goes to sleep.
"Oh that poor girl, what will we do?" he says, hobbling along on his crutches.
He turns to another, "I wish I could be more help. Here, let me carry that for you. Save up your strength."