Conifer
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Remin agrees easily to speak with the boy the woman named. She wants to help with all this, and she certainly won't be the most help anywhere else but talking to people (even then, perhaps she'll be doomed to uselessness, but at least there's a chance?) Well, even if it's a bust, she'll know where the grocer's is. They'll need food sooner than later. As much as she appreciates Sayna's cooking, the cost of it'll likely rack up quickly. Maybe they could splurge for something hot once in a while, but something they didn't have to pay someone to prepare was going to hurt their meager finances less. Bread and cheese it'd be, or whatever constituted a cheap meal in Eupriunia. And things that would keep, if she could find it here; anything they could store to take with them when they managed to leave this town would help. Gods, was this what this trip was going to be? A week in a town, looking for odd work, saving up enough money to make it to the next place, and repeat? It felt tiresome already. They just needed to ally themselves with someone who could loan some money, and then they could afford a cart, some horses. Some food. Make themselves look more presentable for the next receiver of their begging and so on. Unfortunately, they'd have to find that in Eupriunia (Remin had no idea where exactly they were in the country, but she knew most of the names, at least, of the communities around the boarder. This wasn't one of them as far as she was aware,) or this would be a much more tedious attempt. They should plan, really. Maybe Cyeria knew of someone who might be sympathetic and wasn't likely to pretend to be and then sell them out? Later. She'd worry about this later, much like everything else. Tonight, perhaps.
"Dusk and dawn." The mother answers quietly. "Or-- well. Yova's boy was noticed missing when she went to wake him for breakfast, but she'd been having a restless night and had checked in on him a few hours before that, so it had to be at some point between then and when she went to him. And the Jenerrel girl just never came home for supper, but she'd been with friends until late afternoon. The rest of them...they've fit with that. So it's what we're thinking, anyways." She's silent a moment. "I wouldn't know of any history. It's just the woods. Been dangerous for one reason or another since before I was young, even. Seems the fae've taken a shining to it, that's all I can guess."
"Dusk and dawn." The mother answers quietly. "Or-- well. Yova's boy was noticed missing when she went to wake him for breakfast, but she'd been having a restless night and had checked in on him a few hours before that, so it had to be at some point between then and when she went to him. And the Jenerrel girl just never came home for supper, but she'd been with friends until late afternoon. The rest of them...they've fit with that. So it's what we're thinking, anyways." She's silent a moment. "I wouldn't know of any history. It's just the woods. Been dangerous for one reason or another since before I was young, even. Seems the fae've taken a shining to it, that's all I can guess."