The Foreign Rogue
Turning around, the man lifts his eyebrows in surprise, then lifts his hands. "Woah woah little lady, I didn't mean you HAD to. It's only if you want to. Besides, you may get in trouble if you help me. We wouldn't want that t'happen, eh?" You continue to glare at him, hoping you look intimidating. He laughs, and takes your hand, bowing. As you stare at him, he quickly drops it.
"I guess you aren't the same as the other women here, eh?" He smiles kindly this time, and you can see he's trying his best to seem sincere. "Anyway, I'm Derick. It's nice to meet a strong-willed woman here, for once." You cross your arms, unflattered. He grins at you, obviously back to his regular self. "Anyway, I ought to get back to washing." He turns around, and starts piling up his carrots. You shake your head in exasperation, then turn around to get back to your own work. "What's your name?" You stop suddenly, and answer...
"I guess you aren't the same as the other women here, eh?" He smiles kindly this time, and you can see he's trying his best to seem sincere. "Anyway, I'm Derick. It's nice to meet a strong-willed woman here, for once." You cross your arms, unflattered. He grins at you, obviously back to his regular self. "Anyway, I ought to get back to washing." He turns around, and starts piling up his carrots. You shake your head in exasperation, then turn around to get back to your own work. "What's your name?" You stop suddenly, and answer...