"A lost child is something that a whole community feels, it is understandable they want to find something to blame." Carwyn shakes his head, wondering why no-one had told him or Balion of the lost child with both of them experienced in the woods surrounding the town. He nods, preparations done, and stands whilst shouldering his pack and shield. He glances at Balion but shrugs off the talk, the elf often says things that he doesn't understand and talk of wheels and shadow were not important if there was someone ill to tend to. "Please, is there anyone that can take me to this Raunie? I promise I will do what I can." he says to Ratka, conscious of the fact that Stanimir has said he will take the others to the fire and Damia is talking to Balion and Fauntleroy.
Almost forgetting why there were there for a second Carwyn stops for a second and thinks, weighing up whether easing the suspicions and providing piece of mind for the people of Daggerford would do more good than allowing the gypsies to stay, especially if they had traveled far. His loyalty to the people of Daggerford is warring with his promise to protect travelers on the roads and it is eating him up, leaving him lost in thought. 'Snap out of it Cary, tend to the sick first and worry about everything else after.' He thinks, forcing himself to focus back on the more immediate problem.
Almost forgetting why there were there for a second Carwyn stops for a second and thinks, weighing up whether easing the suspicions and providing piece of mind for the people of Daggerford would do more good than allowing the gypsies to stay, especially if they had traveled far. His loyalty to the people of Daggerford is warring with his promise to protect travelers on the roads and it is eating him up, leaving him lost in thought. 'Snap out of it Cary, tend to the sick first and worry about everything else after.' He thinks, forcing himself to focus back on the more immediate problem.