"I'm just a simple farmer shield hero I'm sorry but you really shouldn't expect much from me. Chad told me that one of the farms was raided by about...five to six people? Does that help?" the farmer asked him as he looks at the two he sits down in an old rocking chair and is worried he may not have given a sufficient answer by the look on his face. Worried, and nervous as he wonders if his farm really might get burnt down. Cole on the other hand looks to Fer, and shakes his head. [color=f7941d]"Couldn't find out much personally Fer. I just know that they kill anyone who gets in their way, takes the valuable stuff, and some food then they run. These farms are just long enough outside the main city to make them prime targets. The guards can't be dispatched fast enough to give meaningful results."[/color] Cole says as he leans against a wall on the opposite end of the cabin near some dishes, and food sacks. The dinner table was not freshly set and remains of the man's dinner is still on it. The smell of stew is still pungent in the air but the farmer makes no moves to offer them food be it he ate it already or he didn't think of offering it to them. "I haven't heard of any murders young hero...I hope I don't die...I may be getting older but I've lived an honest life...I'd like to see my grand daughter born in about two months."