*eyes widen slightly*
My lord, if it is as dangerous as you say, I [i]must[/i] pass; my uncle and his family are the only family I have left. I have to know that they, at least, are safe; I have to reach them. Please. I am not myself completely helpless, and his farm is not in the Deep South. I would not have to venture far beyond this pass.
English
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The man strokes his beard in concentration. He then motions toward the man he was talking to earlier to come forward. "Varric I want you to escort this man to his uncles farm. Then I want you report back here" he turns to you "you may pass with my scout. Good luck.
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*masks sigh of frustration as one of relief* Thank you, sir.