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   [i]The smell of dust, of stagnant water, of frankincense wafting from the many shops that littered the bazaar yonder...
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[b]"So [i]this[/i] is Vatican City."[/b] 

A man's metallic voice mused intrigued to himself, the fluted helmet he wore ringing and obscuring what expression he had then.

 The carriage driver had twisted to look behind him as his eccentric passenger got off, apathetically anticipating that the tall armor clad figure would hit his head on the groove of the door on his way out. [i]The large ones always do.[/i] He hesitated between letting the poor 'knight' know or listen on quietly for some entertainment of his own, but after a moment's pause and considering that he had recieved a fair sum for the journey and perhaps a shred of conscience- he let out a: [i]"Watch your-"[/i]

...But his passenger was already nowhere to be seen, the excessive amounts of luggage were cleared from the cabin. Leaving just the imprint of where the man sat, slowly disappearing as the cushion rose back into shape.


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Far within the city, in sights of a manor, a figure approached the dwelling's porch. Haphazardly drapped in a layer of jute in an attempt to to ward off the rain, the weather's dull light casted odd shadows on all caught within it.

As the figure approached he saw yet another man at the door under the shelter, or at least what he [i]thought[/i] was another man. The shade made the being seem oddly proportioned, even a little larger than usual. [i][b]"Hmm."[/b][/i]

Till he got a closer look upclose, now no more than two feet beside the being who was indeed slightly taller, than even himself in all his own [url=game-insider.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/DeepDown-21.jpg]ironforged glory[/url]. He caught glimpses of the face behind the hood. Bits of a nose, the shape of eyes and hints of scarring. It was nothing much to to work with but the subject was definitely people... Or at least, people-esque.

While he seemed to scrutinize the door before them, He mused a second hollow [i][b]"Hmmmm."[/b][/i] perhaps a little more drawn out and Less jovial than the last.