"Ahh, true. Hmm... well, there are a few houses that... no longer belong to anyone," she says, frowning, and shaking her head. Despite her apparent cool and collected appearance, it's also obvious this has hit her fairly hard, but she's just coping with it better than most, for now.<br/><br/>unfortunately, it looks like the bandits were true thugs; they cut down anyone in the houses, armed or not, including children. Thankfully, there aren't very many of them, only three, out of the twenty-five or so who'd been living in the village, but it's enough. Just when he's about to give up on looking for survivors, however, a flicker of movement catches his eye, at a cellar by the back of one of the houses, a little ways away.