<div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/105/0/0/004aecc55fba34216b17e01a1a559512.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Meriel Nerine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Drai'shok<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Marcus<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the Road<br/><hr/><br/>When he said he didn't have money, she frowned and looked genuinely sympathetic. She wasn't rich, but she had enough to live on. When he said he would likely hope for the charity of strangers and look for work, she seemed torn. They continued for a while, and when he told the story of his house being burnt down by bandits, she fell for it. Gasping, she looked to him and her brow furrowed.<br/><br/>"That's awful! I am so sorry, Marcus. I can't imagine what you must be going through."<br/><br/>Her voice was full of kindness, and after a few more minutes, she suddenly stopped the cart and sighed.<br/><br/>"Look. I know this is probably a bit sudden, but if you don't have the money for a room at the inn, then perhaps you could stay with me for a little while. I live close enough to Klith for you to head there during the day and earn some money, and you could have room and board for free. At least until you get on your feet."<br/><br/>She blushed.<br/><br/>"I won't force you, but you are more than welcome to stay with me. I have an extra bedroom."<br/><br/>She kept the cart still as she waited for his decision.