Agree to help.

“Yes, we are headed to the old mansion on the hill. We will surely watch for signs of your daughter along the way. Can you tell us more?”

The old man's face cracks into a grateful smile. “Oh, thank you. Yes, yes. Here is half of everything I have." He takes your hand and places a tiny cloth bag with only a few coins in it. You start to offer it back in protest, but he puts up his hand to stop you. "Anything to help keep your eyes turned to the forest will do my heart good. I'll pay as much again if you return my Tuva. She's strong lass with hair like spun copper. I-I forget what she was wearing... oh, my...” he rubs his temples.

“Good sir, we don't expect to meet many girls in the deep haunted forest. If she answers to Tuva, we'll know her. Where can we find you when we return?”

“Oh, praise the gods. Follow small road to the north at the crossroads north of town. You'll pass that way. Mine is the Stov farm. I-if you don't find her... just let me be. I'd like to pass on with hope in my heart,” he spares a look upwards.

You glance again at Kheden, who actually seems as affected by this scene as you. “Sir, you take his free hand in as firm a handshake as you can without risking breaking his old bones. “We'll find your Tuva, and we'll return her to you.” He looks up at you with a smile full of hope and thankfulness.

You both bid him adieu, and leave the inn to buy supplies. ( +20sp )