[SIZE=16]A heavy air hung over the city of Fort Wayfare, thick with grief felt for two guards whose lives were lost, the details vague, and rumors spreading rapidly of a figth that broke near the lake , Brelinite guards were seen moving thru the forest on a patrol . Even those partially present, are without many details of what actually took place save one who has yet to be seen entering the Fort itself.
Many hours later, a small figure dressed in blue, head hung obscuring her features, makes her way through the slowly through the town to the guards station, never meeting anyone's eyes along the way.
Even when she knocks on the door, waiting patiently to be admitted, her features, are as hidden from view as they can be.
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