"I am no god fearing person," the corner of her mouth twitched as she proceeded, "..but I'm sure you know of the legends around this neck of the woods, no? As for murder, that isn't necessary." Her scowl still lingered as she spoke again, "What brings me out here? It's through these woods that I live, my Mother is expecting me for dinner--as is my.."<br/><br/>"Nevermind," She shook her head slightly as she detached a pouch of coins from her sword belt and tossed them to him, "Here. Now, no more thievery. This should tend you for a while--I may be able to get you a job. My Father always wanted a son. Head up a ways and look for a large 'smithing shop, Razvan Dalma--speak with him. Mention me, Valerian. He may take you on as an apprentice."