Ewley

I had an interesting talk with Ellany the other night, one that has been on my mind in the last two days.

Deal with a Watcher

It had been a slow night, rain looked imminent and there were too many of the Watch in the Tavern to risk cutting purse strings.  It was time to venture further afield if she wanted to stay clear of a good hiding from Hog; he’d not been too impressed with the contents of her bag lately.  It had been a good while since she’d relieved the good folk of Cladcot of their possessions; by now some of them would have likely grown careless again about checking whether their doors and windows were locked.  She glanced up at the dark grey sky, slung her bag on her back and m