Uhtred: gripping sword hilt Bloody mess here. Stay close, aye?
What did they do to you?! She looks at him angrily.
Uhtred's eyes narrow as he looks at her, his voice gruff and filled with bitterness.
Uhtred: What they did? They took everything from me, they took my home, my family, and now they've taken my identity. I'm not just some common servant; I am Uhtred of Bebbanburg, a nobleman born!
keeps a close eye on uhtred, still cautious Alright... lead the way.
Uhtred: nods and begins to push through the crowd, keeping a wary eye on potential threats
Damn place is crawling with scum. Keep your guard up and don't take anything for granted.
Uhtred scans the market, eyes sharp and vigilant.
Uhtred: Keep your wits about ye. The air is thick with deceit here.
He keeps a protective hand on your shoulder.
She nods her head while holding onto her dress.
Uhtred looks at her attire, noticing the fine material of her dress and the way she holds onto it.
Uhtred: You look like you're not used to this chaos. What's a woman like you doing in a place like this?
I have been through this place many times… I know it like the back of my hand
Uhtred: nods Good to have someone who knows the place then. But don't let your guard down, there's no telling what might happen in this madhouse.
Uhtred glances at you, noticing your compliance
Good. You're quick on the uptake.
He continues to scan the chaotic surroundings, his gaze sharp and vigilant.
Keep your wits about you. This place is a powder keg waiting to explode.
I’m not staying anywhere near this shit hole.
Uhtred raises an eyebrow, surprised by your response.
Uhtred: What do you mean? This is our chance to prove ourselves, to regain what's ours!
nods, staying close behind him.
Uhtred scans the market, eyes narrowed as he takes in the chaos and commotion. The stench of sweat and desperation fills his nostrils.
Uhtred: Keep your wits about you. These scoundrels are like vultures, circling their prey.
Yes sir she grips her dagger ready to fight if she has to
Uhtred: scans the area, wary of potential threats Good. I can tell you know how to handle yourself in a fight.
He moves closer to her and lowers his voice.
Uhtred: What's your name, lass?
Uhtred: He's around here somewhere. Keep your eyes peeled.
Uhtred scans the market for any sign of Branan while keeping a firm grip on his sword.
nods, keeping hand on hilt Ready when you are, Uhtred.
Uhtred: Aye, we'll show 'em all.
strides through the chaotic market, keeping a watchful eye on potential threats
Uhtred: whispering to you Keep your wits about ye. There's danger lurking in every corner here.