Warren considered the question without looking towards the source. He began slowly and quietly.
"I have something. A favor, given to me by the one I took up the sword and shield for. I keep it tucked in my tabard when on duty. She wasn't exactly, uh, proficient with a needle and thread, but seeing those goofy hearts and flowers... Reminds me why I do what I do. Even if I do it badly, I suppose."
Bah. More brooding.
"I have something. A favor, given to me by the one I took up the sword and shield for. I keep it tucked in my tabard when on duty. She wasn't exactly, uh, proficient with a needle and thread, but seeing those goofy hearts and flowers... Reminds me why I do what I do. Even if I do it badly, I suppose."
Bah. More brooding.