Arethin left the shop with different feelings. He wanted to leave so badly, but his mother was still sick. He just walked away when a voice spoke from behind him.
"You have a reason to stay right? Want to tell me about it?"
It was Anuion. He walked towards the man and laid a hand on his shoulder.
"My mother. She is sick. I have no father. Who will support her when I am gone?" Arethin stumbled to the elf.
"I see your dilemma. It's tough, but if you find that book you will be able to cure her." Anuion said friendly.
"Really?"
"Ohw yes my friend. So it is important that you join us. I have some money. I don't need much. I intended to stay in the inn for a while, but because time says different I will not be needing this money as badly as your family. Here take it."
With his last words, Anuion took out a sack with money. And handed it over to Arethin.
"This should be able to support them for a while." He added.
Anuion went over to the inn and decided to take a meal. He was hungry from all this talk.
[ May 27, 2003: Message edited by: Helkahothion ]
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