LOREN
Brow furrowing in confusion, Loren gave Kiada a curious look. "I can understanding wanting to stay away from the Hollowed Ground, but what happened last year?" Then he cleared his throat delicately. "Sorry. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He scratched the back of his head sheepishly, sending her an apologetic pulse as he did."As for training, I might be able to help you with that, depending on what, exactly, you were hoping to train." Making sure to give her a polite smile this time, he couldn't help the slight questioning tone to his voice. When she responded to his comment about boredom, he let out a huff of laughter. "I can think of a few, but they're not exactly fit for polite company" Flashing her a grin, he led her through the hallways until they reached a set of three rooms.
Opening the first one, he held the door for her. Inside, there were furs lining the walls and floors, a mostly stocked fireplace, and pillows piled in one of the corners. "The wood should last until just before LongNight, but we have a larger stockpile that you can draw on. There's snow piled on the outside as well to help with insulation, and all three rooms are like this." Pausing, he raised his eyebrows, wondering if she had any questions or concerns.
A beggar's book
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