Joseph
**Sir Murven Kilwick
Small Village on the West side of Terresol**

The children eventually left for the night, and as Sir Murven waved goodbye, he noticed a lone young man walking toward their camp. "Greetings, lad." He said as he began to put things away for the night.
Robin
**Mactavus Perlicus, peasant.**
**Small village in the west side of Terresol**

Mactavus looked at the knight with awe and envy. After being star struck for a few moments, he finally spoke and said"S-Sir knight w-will you teach me h-how to use a s-sword?"
Heather
Violet
Emaitmen's Cottage, rural Terresol

His offer of helping her out of the trouble she was in was enough to make her scoff. "Not even the gods themselves could help me with my troubles, what's a farm boy who can't even tell what a real Passionate looks like gonna do?" 

The rogue woman slowly lowered her guard, dropping the aggressive front with a slow roll of her eyeball. This kid was a total pansy. There probably wasn't even any actual intent behind his snooping. For a fleeting moment she had been worried he was an agent of the black poppies, but there was just no way this guy could be one of them.

"Can't even fight for your life like a man, gods. What are you, a Romanov? I was expecting at least a little bit of a struggle from a big lad like you, but now I feel like I'm threatening a pup. Didn't anyone teach you how to fight back?" 

This hostage situation was turning into a lecture, but gods did this boy need it.