It was night time, thanks to my jaw problem, Willfest got me off my nightly rounds for now, Lay made me put on a strange cloak that kept me covered from head to toe, she was wearing one too, she made me follow her for quite a while, every time I asked her where we were going, she said it was a surprise.
After walking for a long time, we arrived to the poorest area of Dublin, which made me worry about where we were going, besides every time we approached the guards she would take us into some alley to avoid them, no doubt she didn't want them to see us, or maybe she didn't want them to see her with me, But the real problem was that every time I threw myself to hide, it hurt me too much, my belly was currently all purple from the blows Wilffest gave me, according to him, this was to generate more resistance to the blows, but if I continued with that he was going to end up killing me.
-Gran, I know this might be an awkward question, but how much experience do you have?
