Abrahms
One Thousand Club
Vallaki | Mid-morning | The Red String:
While Ezmerelda explained Thia's words to the shopkeeper, the older woman led the pair out of the shop and pointed down the street. "There's a house, dearies, that most people avoid." Waving her hand idly she continued, "Now, don't be afraid, young ladies, it's only, mm, that people dislike the ideas of poor widows ... especially ones still in their prime!" she laughed before it turned into a cough.
"Speak with her, m'dears, perhaps she can offer her gown for a new bride," the old woman smiled with her few teeth, "it might cheer her up."
While Ezmerelda explained Thia's words to the shopkeeper, the older woman led the pair out of the shop and pointed down the street. "There's a house, dearies, that most people avoid." Waving her hand idly she continued, "Now, don't be afraid, young ladies, it's only, mm, that people dislike the ideas of poor widows ... especially ones still in their prime!" she laughed before it turned into a cough.
"Speak with her, m'dears, perhaps she can offer her gown for a new bride," the old woman smiled with her few teeth, "it might cheer her up."