Kathy
Craig Gulcher
Stormalong 
"It ain't nothing really." The hunter said as she apologized again, glad that his elf friend had managed to catch on and offer help. At this point he was genuinely curious how the noble had managed to get this lost in the town. "So how exactly did you end up out this far?" He asked her, folding his arms and looking for something to sit on. "Out slumming and fall off the carriage?" It seemed likely enough based on what he knew of the local nobility.
Lisa
Rosaline Hawthorne
Stormalong

Rosaline relaxed a little, only a little when they began being a little more friendly. She was naive but not *That* Naive. However she was pretty much at the mercy of their hospitality unless she wanted to venture out on her own again and that was presumably more risky.
She flushed a little at his question, more than a little embarrassed.
"Well it is a long story, but in essence my husband was barely cold in his grave before his brothers made it impossible to live in my own home... I managed to get to Stormalong and well, I may have loosened my corset a bit too much and lost any sense when I ventured into the market... After that I do not remember much... " She sighed, rubbing her forehead.
" Could I trouble you for something to drink?" She asked, looking at them both. Then she realized how rude she must seem. "It seems in the process I have forgotten my manners, my name is Rosaline."
Karin
Avril Maddox
Stormalong

Avril cocked a brow at the young woman, especially when she asked for something to drink. An interesting story... She must have really let loose after her husband died. She must have been enjoying her new liberties, free of her husband and his family, or at least she seemed to be. Avril, however, was not about to enable her by giving her more alcohol.

Instead, Avril went and got a pitcher from the kitchen area, filled up a mug, and brought it back to the noble that was, presumably, still seated on her floor. "I'm not going to provide you with more alcohol," She replied, "As I think you've had plenty enough to drink already, but here's some water. And there's tea too, if you'd like." She paused for a moment, feeling rather awkward, then said, "I am Avril." 

She turned away then, shifting her hair into place so that she was certain it covered her ears. She certainly didn't want Rosaline to notice them and comment on them, though she was sure that Craig had already brought enough attention to them that Rosaline would notice anyway. *Bastard*, she thought. 

"Do you want anything to eat?" She asked, already prepping a small mattress for her unexpected guest.
Kathy
Craig Gulcher
Stormalong 
At the mention of a dead husband Craig perked up a bit, slicking back his greasy hair and offering the inebriated member of high society a hand to shake as his partner went off to fix the place up and bring her a drink. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance Rosaline! Name's Craig. Craig Gulcher." As if to make the most of his first impression the hunter turned his head and spat into the fireplace, nearly drowning in tobacco juice up to that point. First he'd met an honest to god knife ear and now a noble might owe him a favor, all in one day no less.
Lisa
Rosaline Hawthorne
Stormalong

Rosaline let him shake her hand, trying not flinch at his crude manners, especially his spitting tobacco juice into the fire. It didn't pass her notice that he perked up when she mentioned her husband was dead. What did she expect from someone who stayed in this part of town? 
"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sir," She replied with a half smile, subtly trying to wipe the grease left on her skin from his. 
A bit of a look of relief passed over her face when Avril returned with the mug. Her eyes widened when she realized what Avril must have thought of her request.
"Oh no, water is more than fine, I just did not want to assume you had water and request it then embarrass you if you did not have it... Thank you Avril, it is a pleasure to meet you," She spoke, as she took the mug and a sip from it. 
As she began hydrating once more she was starting to become more sober and aware to the fact she was in an at best peculiar situation and at worst she could possibly have made an even graver mistake trusting these two individuals.
Karin
Avril Maddox 
Stormalong

Avril smiled at the woman for her politeness. Perhaps it was just a show, given the fact that the noble was dependent upon her and Craig to get out of here, but it was nice to be treated that way again. Better than being called a knife ear and all sorts of other awful things. 

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well," She replied, "I have a bed all made up for you, and we can take you home in the morning." She glanced at Craig, hesitating before asking, "Will you be needing a place to sleep as well?" A part of her hoped he would say yes, as she didn't really want to spend the night alone with this stranger in her house.
Kathy
Craig Gulcher
Stormalong

The hunter shook his head at her question, having no desire to spend a night in the lions den so to speak. "I've spent far too much time away from my humble home as is. My cat will be furious if I spend another night out." He said, voicing the first lame excuse that came to him. "Besides there's not nearly enough room for three in here. I'll come back tomorrow morning bright and early."
Lisa
Rosaline Hawthorne
Stormalong

Rosaline sipped more of the water as they talked. She obviously had misjudged Craig if he was that concerned about his cat, though if she was more sober she might have clocked that as a lame excuse. Either way she'd never call him out on bullshit. On some level she was relieved Craig was not staying the night but not on the level that she was conscious of it. 
"I should probably sleep then," She sighed quietly. It had been a long day.