"Sir, sir, I am just a traveling bard passing through and staying for a night, I am not from this village,"
Nora followed the voice and saw a young man, though dressed plainly, seemed quite flamboyant, being pressed by another bandit to drag him out of the house. Though the young man didn't dare to resist, he desperately tried to explain.
Nora knew this young man, a traveler who stayed with a village uncle some time ago. Allegedly here to gather material, he knew many stories and would walk around the village daily conversing with people and sometimes telling stories to the village children. Nora liked him very much.
"A bard, a bard counts as well," said another bandit, ignoring the bard's explanation and tying his hands together.
