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[b][color=fff200]Yang Bethlehem[/color][/b] 

She frowned and felt her heart saddened when the woman ran away, along side any hopes she had in convincing the woman as well as the weight of the consequences she would soon face in explaining to guildmaster Bart.

"Well...my bad?" Yang placed a hand on her forehead as she turned to her guildmates, not willing to face or look them in the eyes as she was sure that they would be livid or angry at what she did.

Things was much easier when she stayed at the temple, perhaps she hadn't left at all.

"Yeah, sorry about that." Yang admitted with a disheartened voice when she heard the Bard reprimanding voice as it felt like a splash of cold water on her, uncomfortable and a shock. More so when he continued on to explained and gave them the information that they needed.

She winced at hearing the part that the man passed away was uncomfortable, but it was something that she had expected. The location of his grave however, was a welcomed information.

"North of Lymeria, cemetery, I see, thank you for your help then." Yang inclined to the bard gratefully and politely for his advice and keeping part of the deal despite her failures. "Though I think you should at least try to talk with your wife quickly, I think she'll probably listen."

Hearing the bard words, she idly brushed her hair at that before she curled it around her finger tips. She looked reminiscently at it for a moment before she broke out into a smile as she turned to the bard.

"Nah! I told you already, I'm doing this out of the good of my heart!" She wrapped her arm around the bard shoulders and gave it a pat a few times, knocking his breath out as she unintentionally put a little more force than necessary. It shook him but not enough to do much damage.

"Sides, there's this granny that waited for him for almost all her life...I don't want this to end tragically." She wistfully said to him and her smile faltered but she kept it up with a pat on the back to the bard before she pinched his cheeks playfully. "And you, need to straightened yourself! You won't get a good passerby like me wanting to help your marriage out all the time, you know."

"Well, we'll take your advice and be off then. See ya soon." Yang bid farewell to the bard and joined her companions.

"I'm sorry, I messed that one up severely, let us depart quickly." She apologized with a deep bow of her head to them before she looked up to them and quickly moved out of the town. Not wanting to risk more guards coming to them. 

"Wait, why are you here? What happen to the old lady?" She asked after realizing that they should be with the old woman. "Most of all, how're we going to explain to her that the person she's waiting for is dead?"

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[@Silver Carrot] [@PaulHaynek]

[color=ed145b][b]Ditzy Stoneclub[/b][/color]


Ditzy turned his head to the side when he listened to the goblins plan, he didn't understand what game they're wanting to play.

[i]Perhaps they wanted to play tag?[/i] He brightened at that, he was good in tag. He was not fun but he can run all day, most of the time he wins when the sun was setting by chasing them until they are slowed.

Then they shifted and with their clubs out, Ditzy had the happiest smile when they realized they wanted to play the game he was best at.

[i]Sandbag![/i] Ditzy quickly unslung the sandbag he carried and slammed it into the ground by accident in his haste and excitement to get it out.

It felt like a large war hammer or immense weight had been driven into the ground, a powerful and large dull thud echoed across the forest as the sandbag had left a deep indent on the ground. Everyone felt the impact as it traveled through the ground, for the goblins, while accustomed to hob-goblin strength, had never seen his before and it was a far cry compared to the female hob-goblins.

The forest, who had the occasional critter or insect sound, went silent for a moment in response to what Ditzy did.

"Oh, sorry." Ditzy apologized as he slowly lifted the sandbag up and more carefully this time before he smiled at them eagerly. "Come on! I don't mind playing with you all!"

Then when he noted Neil started to run, and his words answered the question he asked earlier as he looked at Eilidh.

"Oh, we're going home for dinner? Alright then, see you all." Ditzy despondently said to the goblins as he saw Neil sprinting for it, which got him into another mood for a game. "Oh, is Neil racing us home!? Okay!"

Half dragging the sand bag, Ditzy followed soon after as he ran behind Neil. Though his speed was comparatively a lot slower due to his nature as a hob-goblin, and lack of finesse balance. One that he may or may not trip half-way running.