Agnes Merton

walking down a cobbled street, you notice a familiar person sitting at one of the inns. it's Agnes and she seems to be deep in thought, slightly frowning. You smile at seeing her and walk up. She greets you with a hug. you ask her about her thoughts. she bits her lip. I'm...not sure I want to talk about that here exactly. But - did you see the news this week? About the recent uptick in robberies around the Eastern woods? she seems concerned