Armin doesn't tend to believe in prophecy, children stories or Myths as much as he did when he was still but a child. However, the vision keeps coming back to him and he feels he still needs to ask around for it. So he asks random townsfolk about it.
“That is quite a story, Sir Armin, but I am sorry, I try not to meddle in portents and visions. However, that a bit about the fountain...I've recently heard a fabale going around town of a sparkling fountain granting the wishes of a lost farmer...or was it a wandering monk and a pond of everlasting youth? Mayhaps you should locate one of them…”
Going after the farmer would perhaps be a wiser decision than the Monk, Armin thinks to himself.
Everlasting youth? Anybody with a brain should know that nothing like that exist. Armin honestly doesn't know if he's just being paranoid about his visions or not, but perhaps he should try reading into what his visions could mean, and perhaps he should see farmer…
Armin decides to go after the fabled peasant over the virtuous Monk, and from there he heads off to the Stocks.
As Armin arrives on the hill that housed the gruesome implements of the Kingdom’s justice, he noticed two unfamiliar figures miserably imprisoned in the stocks. Upon a closer inspection, Armin recognized the figure from the peasant’s earlier description. A sudden flare of pain reminded him that their continued
well-being was his only chance to figure out the vision…
Armin returns to the barracks and takes out one of his books to read to himself. None of the books he pulled out from his bookshelf had any references of a legendary fountain. After all, Fictional stories really don't have much practical use.
So Armin puts the book away, eats some gruel before going to bed for the night to catch some sleep. He will see about the village having the book he's looking for tomorrow.
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Armin the following morning, heads to the village to buy a book of fables in hopes to find a story about a legendary Fountain inside it. Luckily he found a book of fables for an decent price he was able to buy. But whether or not it had the story he was looking for, he was uncertain. But all that was really left was to return to the barracks and read from it.
Armin reads the book. It was interesting, but didn't have much information about the fountain itself. A large portion of the story seemed to been missing, and the remaining take appeared authored in several different voices.
With the book not having provided much use, Armin arrives to the royal castle and request from King Arslan to release Good peasant Joy from the stocks.
“I cannot just let good peasant Joy run free, despite your standing in Zigohar, Sir Armin. She violated our laws and justice must be served, otherwise the kingdom will descend into lawfulness. However, if someone would be willing to take her place in the stocks or cover the fine, only then can I authorize her proper release.”
Arslan felt for Armin,wanting to release her, but he couldn't let her go simply like that. He had to follow the rules and this was a part of what it meant to be king. You can't bend the laws. Laws are what keeps the people of Zigohar safe. So Armin had to either pay for the woman's release, or do the time.
Armin certainly wasn't going to do the time, let himself be in the stock and get eggs and tomatoes thrown at him, to be humiliated. It would be much swifter and painless to just pay for the fine. And that's exactly what Armin did.
So Armin pays the fine and gets the royal pardon from Royal advisor Marianne.
“It seems the bail has been paid in full, though why you would spend it on freeing some errant wanderer, I have not the slightest….Regardless of your motives, you have earned this royal pardon. Simply present it to Roberta the Executioner.”
Armin wondered why himself. Why he was paying 200 gold for a total stranger's release. But stranger or not, good peasant Joy could have the answers Armin is searching for. It's a gamble worth taking.
So with that being said, Armin gives the royal pardon to Roberta the Executioner for good peasant Joy’s release.
“Official orders to release a prisoner, huh? Well, who am I to argue with Lord Arslan? I will take that pardon off your hands, and the constable will be along shortly to open the stocks.”
Armin felt bad for good peasant Joy. Having only just arrived he saw the guards guarding the people in the stocks, including Joy, be humiliated. They would get eggs and tomatoes thrown at them. They would be humiliated, laughed at and worse…
But it was at least a small relief, knowing that good peasant Joy won't have to suffer through this any longer.
Upon being released from the stock, good peasant Joy gave a big stretch. After a moment if stretching Armin approached, politely asking for answers.
“Thank you for all you have done, sir Armin. As I was entering Zigohar, a shadowy figure held me up, though I did not possess any coin. When the constable came, the thief claimed I was the culprit and disappeared into the crowd. Next thing I knew, I was being matched to the stocks. As a reward for your service I would like to give you an old map that has served me well, however that bandit made off toward the graveyard with it, it just might provide you with the answers you seek.”
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