Grimdred
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- Posted: Thu, 24 Sep 2009 20:26:33 +0000
Bane couldn't help but grin when the girl commented on the cat. "Well..." He said, with a hint of happiness "I am leaving Barton Town soon. I have nothing left here. The death of my grandfather, shortly followed by the deaths of my parents has taken reason from me to remain here. Sheldon here," he picked up the cat, which protested, as it obviously wanted to sleep, but went along with it's master without too much fuss "is going to need a new home... I would bring him with me, but where I am going... Is dangerous. If you would take care of him, then he is yours to look after." He smiled, hoping he had finally found someone for his old companion to look after him. "Please, follow me." Bane walked through the house, lighting a candle or two. Near the back, two doors were side by side. "If you will give me but a moment, I will prepare your sleeping arrangements..." He slipped into the left door, pacing quickly to a tall, oak dresser. Pulling the middle drawer open, he pulled out a small, silver amulet and quickly pocketed it. It took him a couple minutes, but he re-made the bed, putting on new pillows and blankets, putting on extras so the two could have their own if they so wished. After their arrangements were clean, he exited the room, leaving the door open. "You may use the bed in this room. My room is directly beside this one, so if you have any questions or problems, do not be afraid to inform me straight away. I will do the best I could to assist you. You may take a candle, but I ask that you put it out before you fall asleep. I would not like this house to burn down. Now if you will excuse me, I'm awfully tired. There is fresh bread in the dining room, as well as corn meal and fruit. It's not the best meal, but it's all I have, I'm sorry. Feel free to eat as you please. Sleep well, goodnight." And with that, Bane had only the energy to open his bedroom door, stumble to his bed, and flop down, falling asleep before his head hit the pillow. 

