It was a cool night in the village of Cardawen. There were several lights still on around the village, but most of the inhabitants had settled in for the night. Yavish herself stood at the entrance to the village watching for trouble. She was grateful to Dala for giving her a place to stay after she helped her retrieve a missing sheep and fight off wolves that would have no doubt devoured it. She was able to purchase some furniture for herself at her temporary home, namely a bed, a table, and a chair, and while it was not the most appealing, it was adequate for the time being.
Yavish herself could have turned in for the night as well, but she decided to stand guard this time. Knowing the history of some of the inhabitants, some unsavory individuals or groups could happen upon this village at any time, and she had no intentions of letting any rabble rousers harass the villagers. Speaking of individuals, she caught sight of a glowing orange speck in the distance. Yavish observed the speck as it came closer, and she picked up the sound of hooves that made her realize that a horse was coming to the village. She could make out that the horse was white and that the source of the orange glow was an oil lantern.
There were two people on the horse. The one up front was an elderly woman in a brown cloak and at the rear was a young man in a white shirt and brown pants with brown boots and blonde hair. When they came to the gate, the woman called out, "Hold, hold!"
The horse came to a stop and the woman wore a wide-eyed face of terror when she saw Yavish looking at her. Her partner had a look of surprise upon seeing her and said, "Oh, hello there."
"Hello," Yavish replied, and the woman clutched her chest taking several deep breaths and said, "Oh by the gods, you scared me!"
"Apologies, I suppose minotaurs aren't a common sight where you're from?" asked Yavish.
"No ma'am, not in our town," said the man.
Yavish folded her arms and asked the travelers, "So am I correct to assume that you're not here to cause trouble?"
The woman shook her head as she climbed off of her horse and said, "Oh goodness no. In fact, we came here seeking help WITH trouble."
"What trouble?" Yavish asked, the justice part of her personality coming onto display.
"We've had children going missing, not just in our town, but other towns over," the woman explained.
"Did you talk to the town guard about it?" asked Yavish.
"We did, but they made little to no progress," the man answered.
"Doesn't help that they answer to the noble houses that control them," said the woman.
"Is that why you rode all the way out here?" Yavish inquired.
"That's part of it. The other part is that I feel that some or at least one of the noble houses might have some involvement in it. See, as I was finishing up in the stables, I noticed a carriage taking off at a high rate of speed. It seemed unusual, so I followed it, and it took me out of town and to an abandoned city where there were these nagas and arachnes strolling about. I know it's a hunch, but I have a good feeling that's where they're taking the children," the man explained.
Yavish thought it over. The story of these two seemed believable, and children in danger had a way of sending her desire to rescue them into overdrive. She knew that she could not just storm into the city alone though, so she nodded toward the village and said, "Follow me. I know someone who I think can also help with this issue, plus if you're concerned about the noble houses following you, then it might be a good idea to discuss such a delicate matter somewhere more private."
The two nodded and the woman led the horse along as Yavish guided them through the town and to Dala's office. The woman tied the horse to a nearby pole and rejoined Yavish right before the minotaur knocked on the door and called, "Dala, it's me Yavish! There's some folks out here from out of the village who need to talk to you!"