The woman does not answer Termelan at first, but instead scrambles to check on her son. Only when the boy moans and opens his eyes, and she has whispered soothing words to him, does she pay any further heed to the minstrel.alhoon wrote:Termelan replies with a soft voice. "He'll be fine. He's over there." he points towards the unconscious kid. "A bit roughed up, but he will be fine. Let me help you stand if you want, so you can go to him" he says to her, as he eyes the thugs.
She helps the woman get closer to her son and as soon as she seems recovered enough from the shock, he addresses her. "My friend, madam Safana and I, stopped these lowlife before they did any harm or brought any dishonor to you madam. How that attack happened if I may ask?"
"I am Termelan by the way, a foreigner." he tells her with a smile. Then trying to lighten the mood, he adds "Many locals pronounce my name wrong, Temerlan or something, but it's fine. I find some of the local names hard to learn my self. What's your name madam? And what's the name of your son?"
Looking up from her son, she says, " I'm Lorna and he's Ellum. " She looks about the dark alley, and then up into the night sky. Turning her gaze back down to Termelan, she says, " They were shouting something about 'get the Alamiens.' " She pushes loose strands of black hair behind her ears and then makes a sound midway between laughing and crying. " We come from Endier. I told them. But they didn't seem to care..."
