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Postby Riona on March 29th, 2017, 10:17 pm

Riona slipped down the street as quickly as she could. If any one where to look at the moment closely enough to take any notice of her at all it would be clear that she was worried. The fact that it was late and she was out in back streets alone might be the first hint something was amiss. Respectable women did not walk around in back alley's at this hour of the night but she had no other choice. Or at least felt like she had no other choice given her appearance it could be either one. She had in her hands something wrapped securely in a tight bundle covered with a dark blue cloth. It was tucked and knotted cleverly indicating that whatever she had, clearly she did not wish it to be seen.

She adjusted her bundle with one final look over her shoulder and made her way towards one of the main roads. She took the time to throw her hood over her head, clearly not wishing to be seen be whatever few people were still milling around, inching near the wall she adjusted her package and clearly forced herself to walk at a casual pace as she began to wind her way through the street. Head up shoulders back, hoping it was enough not to cause any one to to take notice of her. She could hear her own breathing and her heart beat, but she was so on edge most anything else faded into the background.

From the bundle a brief show of leaves and purple flowers showed through for a moment before she felt the weight shift in her arms and quickly covered what she was carrying. She paused to see if any one had noticed her or her package, standing still and looking around, before moving quickly off again with one more look over her shoulder, hoping she had not been followed.
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Postby Ignard on March 30th, 2017, 2:07 am




'The bubbles could have some purpose. It just needs a bit more oomph...' Ignard thinks to himself as he walks the street. He stayed a bit late fishing. It was plentiful today, and he managed to get them to the merchant just before they closed up shop. 'Perhaps make it a bit thicker and...'
He stops as he notices a rather suspicious character with a bundle very obviously trying not to be seen. With a gesture his res covers his skin with a mud. Keeping his distance Ignard begins to follow.


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Postby Riona on April 1st, 2017, 12:24 am

Riona for her part was not aware of any one following her, at least not yet. Had she been she would not be as calm as she might have been at the moment. Not that what she was doing was illegal or the like, it was simply that it looked bad and life had taught her if it looked bad it likely lead to things she did not want to be caught up in.

She turned down the closest road and discretely began to double back. Although she wasn't sure she was being followed. If she was lucky, she would not come in to contact with anyone, which would prove that she was simply being paranoid and her mind was playing tricks on her.

If that was not the case... well then she would cross that bridge when she came to it. Riona was not much of a fighter, but if it came to that she was sure she could try to wing it.
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