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[hr][b]North Central[/b] -[i] Outside of Shami's Stop
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[i]"Get off him, cowards!"[/i]

The beatings seized. The chilly air and intoxication made Yuo feel numb to any of the pain that was inflicted. His headache somehow disappeared, so that was a relief. He looked around. It was hard trying to make out the silhouettes cast from the oil lantern mounted from on top of the trade station wall. Its warmth drew most of his attention than anything as he remembered the heat felt from the cobblestones. Yuo dragged himself toward the wall to meet its embrace once more. 

"Oh? Who be this?" One of them catcalled. The four men had their complete attention on the woman, approaching her like a pack of wolves. "You want trouble little hero?" 

"Get her!" The one with the short blade ordered. All four of them pounced at her like rabid dogs.