[color=39b54a]"I am not seeking your assistance Bastian." [/color]the beastkind corrected. [color=39b54a]"I know where the slavers are going. At least the ones who have my son. I stopped here because the thieves' guild told me that there was another beastkind who's children had been taken. I figured I would off you what knowledge I could. But if you don't want my aide I understand. I am a stranger. You have no reason to trust me."[/color]

Liz climbed into the wagon. It was larger than the other. Which meant there would be more space for supplies and things. She didn't think the unusual beastkind would be joining them. She wondered if he truly knew more about the kidnappers than they did. It was possible. Slavery wasn't controlled as well as it should be. It wasn't uncommon for people who weren't criminals to end up as slaves. Especially children with no protector. 

The winged beastkind flapped his massive wings. [color=39b54a]"My son Sam was taken about a month ago. I had trusted him into the care of someone that I thought I could trust while I took care of a family emergency. I was wrong." [/color]The beastkind shook his head. Liz could almost feel his sadness. She was almost sure that He was telling the truth. But she understood Bastian's hesitation. There was no way to know if this man was telling the truth.