Lisbeth immediately tensed when the man admitted to being an Abandoned. The Abandoned were shunned by the gods. It shocked and disgusted her to think that one of the Old Gods had deigned to speak with, let alone offer a boon to, one of these people. It went against everything she'd been told. Abandoned were supposed to be outcasts, not blessed children. They couldn't even enter Stormbreak without being turned to stone.
She tried, yet failed, to keep the disgust from her face. At least the man seemed to understand how ludicrous the situation was. Lisbeth chewed on her lip for a moment, trying to choose her words carefully.
"I'm fine," she said in a terse tone. She ignored his offer of the waterskin, even though she could really have used a drink of water. "I'm from Stormbreak," she said again, as if that would explain everything. She had to assume that he knew how his kind were viewed in Stormbreak.
She tried, yet failed, to keep the disgust from her face. At least the man seemed to understand how ludicrous the situation was. Lisbeth chewed on her lip for a moment, trying to choose her words carefully.
"I'm fine," she said in a terse tone. She ignored his offer of the waterskin, even though she could really have used a drink of water. "I'm from Stormbreak," she said again, as if that would explain everything. She had to assume that he knew how his kind were viewed in Stormbreak.
