Oserleth

Dem sat and watched Em as she slept. Egfor may have been her adopted father, but he was fond of her for herself. No matter what Egor's final decision was he would always be here for the lass. She was as dear to him as Syllea, Rosie, Lanchthis, and all the other young girls in his life. Egfor was arguing with a craftmaster next door at the new inn he was building, Something he had decided to left Egfor handle on his own.

Aching pain burned in her feet as she walked through the town.  In her opinion, one should not have to spend so much time standing on their feet as she found guardsmen of the town had to.  If you asked her, Nettie would say it was inhumane and cruel, although she would probably only say that in that moment for her feet hurt so much.  The uniform she wore felt heavy and uncomfortable on her shoulders, but she had not had time to take it off and store it away where it would be safe.