Godfrey missed such a scene, heading back up, freshly cleaned himself, he knocked on the door to the olds woman's house, finishing his soup as he was tugged in the door shutting, he was pulled into a seat before the old woman sat down as well
"Listen here you, where ya been the last year? They keep sending me louts to mesmorized by leaving and starting fights, or people who can bargain too well, had enough of it." she said, slamming her staff onto the floor.
"Also, unlike you to bring a girl, even more so that she nay even yar type, whats going on before I wallop ya?" the old witch said, spitting into a spitting jar, she had some about, helped make her point.
Godfrey snorted with a grin
"Maybe its cause your bargaining's getting worse, been out doing tasks and such...and no, before ya ask, I nay found that princess yet, nay ya dare snicker ya old bat." he said before being thumped again for bad manners.
"Yow! And she's a friend...got stuck in some nasty business, been trying to get her out, and aye, she nay me type, too thin, doesn't mean I can't help her ya-" he had his arm up this time, but still got thumped before the old woman started to speak again.
"Well listen up, yar old place be missing ya, and keeps pestering me about yar health, so go over and tell them ya ain't a dead bag of bones." she said poking him with her staff, he swore on Yalthnea he would break that staff someday from all the beatings it gave him.
He sighed with a nod "Aye, been meaning to go back... haven't seen me ma or pa...and pay me respects to da lord. Poor old soul he be...maybe do some tasks about thar, strong enough me thinks to handle them dire bears and a goblin or two eh?" he said before being smacked again as the old witch spoke
"What about the girl? She ain't staying with me, so ya best do something with her before I toss her on the streets for lolly gagging, ain't a charity here." she huffed, despite her words, most of her work was technically charity
His eyes went wide "Oy! I can't just ask her to come with me back home! W-what would she think! Me beliefs make me a fre-" He couldn't even finishing before she bashed him over the knee , it didn't hurt as bad as make him jump. She cackled as she spoke.
"Ya already a freak, so might as well ask and let her do as she will, nay going to change being a freak any whar but home, and don't ya dare think of changing, nay be you without...what ever goes up in that rock ya call a head. Just letting ya know she not staying here, can't handle city folk and thar fancy ways." she said again scoffing.
Godfrey went quite and stayed that way in thinking for a minute before the wise woman got up
"Now, best you be on yar way, yar time is up for staying, thanks for paying me in food, saved me a trip for a day." she looked at the food "Or the next month, now scoot, tell that Missendar whats it to leave the soaps at the door, can keep the clothing, now scoot and get a room or start heading back or something! Just get out will ya!" she said shooing him out, he reached over to grab more food which enacted a screech from the old woman who started to beat him again until he was out the door where she promptly slammed it on him, leaving him on the front stoop.
He sat there with a couple of ales, a couple of slices of ham, and a breadbowl of stew. He sighed, putting his head in his hands, damn old woman and their smarting words.