My Cathedral is the Badlands
09-28-2015, 05:53 PM
The woman who was slightly older then her, looked genuinely worried. Avalon creased her brows as she got straight to the point. She retained a calm composure as Aserlin explained why she was was here, and what she was looking for. Worry was clearly etched all over the woman's eyes, and in her voice. Avalon frowned slightly, unfortunately...she hadn't met the woman's son.
She shook her head a little, disappointed that she couldn't be of any help to the distressed woman. "I am sorry, I've not met anyone with that name, nor have I heard of it. I'm willing to help you search, however. No need to worry about trading for information. I'm not very fond of families getting separated...I'll gladly help you." |
