Roll

"Where is your son, Madam? Is that who you are going to look for?" The guard asked Amilore Dun. He was already concerned about the woman's son. Even though he did not know her and he could not leave his station, the guard still wanted to know if he could be of help in any way that he could. He could offer some advice or direct her to someone that can follow her back to her house or where she had lost her son or something. He just wanted to help her. At least, she looked familiar to him. He felt like he had seen her before.

"Come closer, and I'll tell you where I lost him, my child," Amilore said as she intentionally bent over to make it seem like age affected her standing for a long time. "I would like a chair too, please," Amilore Dun said as she put her hand on her waist as if she was feeling some kind of pain around that area.

The guard moved quickly to grab his chair that he usually sat on so that he could set it for Amilore Dun to sit on.