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I'm not going to the tavern. I'll stay in Kendra's home studying the personal journal of Lorrimor. When I have any idea of what was Lorrimor up to until he dies, then I'll tell everyone about it.
-I totally agree with you, Sir. -Dragos stares Durgan. Then, he looks at Kendra- Leave this to us. We have to ensure your safety. And it could be hard for you to read this books.
-I was out of town, visiting my mother. So I don't know how father died. -the tears wanted to flow again. You could say that by the bloody colour of his eyes. -And you are right. Father never prevented the knowledge from anyone. That's why we shouldn't read these books. If he didn't want you to have it, there must be a reason for it.
-Nice to meet you, Arlos.
Dragos seems to be accustomed to glances like the one Durgan is keeping on him. He seems unaffected by it. -So, our first task is to maintain kendra save for a month, isn't it? That's not a problem. I would do it even if it wasn't written in Lorrimor's will.
Dragos was silently crying in his chair. When Mr. Hearthmount finishes reading Lorrimor's will, he raises his head. You could see bloody tears running down his pallid face. -My name is Dragos Moldoban, and Lorrimor was my father. -the pallid man pauses his speech for a moment, staring the table, lost in memories- Well... he was the father I never had. -then, he looks directly at Mr. Hearthmount- I swear for my honour that I'll do whatever it takes to accomplish whatever Lorrimor wants from us. -his glance is full of pain for the lost. For the GM only: Dragos travels from town to town helping everyone who needs his help. That's written in my background. So, the people in Ravengro knows Dragos, and tolerate him for the help he has rendered to the town. He treated Lorrimor as his father, and called Kendra "sister" almost all the time, but the truth is that he loves her secretly. If you don't agree with any of this, please, tell me and I'll change it. |