Continuing my Journey on the Path of Virtue...
((This post will ramble and meander around, you have been warned. Things by me as the player will be in parentheses, while things in character will be in quotes.)) ~ Bhenadryl, the wandering Ranger.
"We arrived at the at the orphanage, and to call it run down would be unkind, but clearly it had seen better days. Lifting my hand I gave the door a few good thumps. There was a stir. The door opened and I was greeted by a young lass, not old enough for a trade but old enough to manage the other children. I grunted the words trouble maker as a hoisted the lad towards her. She let out a glare at the kid that seemed far beyond her years. Clearly she had much to deal with. Turning my eyes to her, is there anyone to speak with about this I rasped. Quickly she chimed out to see Mother Etheria in the back and that she would tend to the boy."
"I made my way to the back office. A withered matron was busy sorting tomes, papers, and ledgers of some sorts. As I grunted she look up from he work. She inquired about my business, and I recounted my encounter with the young lad. She drooped, looking even more frail. She apologized profusely. I told her that it was fine, however if the lad continued his ways he'd meet a bad end. Apparently the lad had gotten mixed up a group of some sort, and that this group was even eyeing the other children. "I'll look into it." I said, at which she seems slightly relieved."
((Slight writers block as to how to push the story forward. But its been awhile since I posted and didn't want to leave you guys with nothing so here's a short.))
((To be continued...))