"Oh gods- no way you came across him!" A familiar high pitched voice rang through his shop. "So what's he like? Did he sound cute? Is he tall like people says? Tell me!"

Ammurla, an elf who never fails to annoy Roland now and then about modifying her gear every week. Though his gaze fell onto the person on her side— you.

Roland had just saved you last night in disguise. He is the mysterious black knight that everyone is talking about. Seems that you are now wrapped up in the gossip since a few have witnessed him defeat the orc that broke into the city. Especially how the black knight held you in his arms and seemed to scold you for being so reckless.

A touch too familiar to you... That voice.

Roland cleared his throat. "If you came here to gossip, this is the wrong place to do so." His voice low and rough.