Head back to Alric's place and wait

Stumbling your way through town, you lose yourself several times before finally recognizing the path you took and reversing course. You arrive at Alric?s home an hour later, knees weak and spirit diminished. Stretching out on his bed, you pray his wounds were superficial and that he?ll be home soon.

No sooner those thoughts surface you hear rustling outside and the door opening. Alric! With a burst of adrenaline, you hop out of bed and run to the front of the house. But as you reach the foyer, your excitement dies when you realize it is not Alric but rather an official, perhaps some sort of constable. Surprised by your sudden presence, his eyes dart towards yours, and then the horror creeps in.

?You!? he shouts. ?What are thou doing here! Thou ist supposed to be at the archery tournament.? Oh, shit! It?s the guard from yesterday.

?Uhh-uh,? you stutter. ?He got hurt during the joust and I was worried, so I came back here to wait for him.? All true.

The guard pauses for a moment. ?He shant be coming back here for many a day, if ever.? Then his demeanor turns foul. ?And as for thee, I do not believe thou were ever here for the tournament. Thou shalt come with me to thy king, and he will decide what to do with you.?

Noticing the spear in his hand, the dagger in his pocket, and his formidable size, you figure you have little choice but to adhere his words. The next two days are a whirlwind. You are brought before the king, who questions you some about your origins but is rather benign. But other noble officials are less than kind, barraging you with insults, suspicion, and even some light physical ****. At the end, however, they determine you nothing but a harmless peasant and send you on your way.

Despite your freedom, you have little to look forward to, and no one to turn to. Luckily, you cross paths with a lady at a local hostel you finds you a job as a maid. The work is grueling, unsanitary, and thankless, but with it you are able to survive. In time, your true origins are no longer questioned by the townspeople. Sadly, they soon are forgotten even by you. You make casual friends. Occasionally, your courtship is sought by a gentleman, but you can?t bear the wrought of your deadened spirit cast upon anyone else.

And so it goes.

        The End