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With his crackling tone that made even him cringe slightly, Wain spoke through his black teeth behind his hood. [color=662d91]"Sorry to interrupt your...whatever this is, could you point me to the local hospital?"[/color] He gestured around him, unsure of where to go and who to talk to, this female seemed suitable to ask. She was young for a mother of so many, only a wench could bear some many children, with her youth he could see why that would happen.

Were he 500 years younger he would have ruffled the child's hair heartily and given her an ambiguous wink, but instead he stood there, stooped and old, awaiting an answer.