And hung from the rafters
The stratagem swings
Hearing the sniff Morgan took in a tense breath, but thankfully it wasn't followed by any tears. As much as she was sure it was unhealthy for Mallorie to hold in her emotions, it was also going to be unhealthy for her to try and work them out with the Captain, who had the comfort expertise of a hacksaw.
"He did. I...believe...Amalia. She is a devotee of the Old Gods in the Hollowed Grounds. I think she was close to him." Or at least, she'd picked that up from the buzz of conversations around the man and his partner when the death had occurred, but had only recently had a face to put to the name.
The question almost made her laugh. Did Mallorie think she had landed somewhere savage, with nowhere to stay or no way to entertain oneself? "Yes, there are inns. I can arrange for you to have free boarding while you settle in. It is a common charity given to Outlanders." If Mallorie wanted to be proud and refuse Morgan would not argue, but there was little other choice for her. "There are many ways to occupy your time. What are you trained in? A craft, or a skill?"
"He did. I...believe...Amalia. She is a devotee of the Old Gods in the Hollowed Grounds. I think she was close to him." Or at least, she'd picked that up from the buzz of conversations around the man and his partner when the death had occurred, but had only recently had a face to put to the name.
The question almost made her laugh. Did Mallorie think she had landed somewhere savage, with nowhere to stay or no way to entertain oneself? "Yes, there are inns. I can arrange for you to have free boarding while you settle in. It is a common charity given to Outlanders." If Mallorie wanted to be proud and refuse Morgan would not argue, but there was little other choice for her. "There are many ways to occupy your time. What are you trained in? A craft, or a skill?"
Born from the ashes
Of counterfeit kings
MORGAN
Base Code by Sky!
