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There’s an awkward silence as you leave only the fact of her father’s **** hanging in the air, not saying anything of what you saw. Finally the girl shakes her head and looks upon you with determination in her eyes. You worry she might intend to kill you but she allays any fears saying “You look like you came close to joining Father – and my brother. He was driving the carriage. I can put you back together if you help me when you reach the city.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Visit my uncle’s. Tell him Elia sent you – me. He runs an inn called the Big Bight. You can’t miss it; the door is shaped like a gaping mouth with teeth. Tell him the farm is deserted. He’ll take it from there. Ask him to let you stay the night on my behalf.”

You are only too happy to agree to her terms, and with that she leads you upstairs to clothe you with some of her brother’s old rags. She calls them rags, but by your standards they are luxury, almost free of holes.

After she feeds you a piece of bread and a gourd of brandy to help you continue to recover, you set off. Turn to 308.