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[sup][sup][color=red]Current Location: The Town of Dust[/color]
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The Town of Dust. A small dot on the vast and wild map that made up the great frontier. It was here where many would begin their journeys in search of the legendary and, more importantly, fabled Wishing Star. Those from all shades of backgrounds had amassed to this shallow watering hole, be it a range of criminals to the simple daredevil looking for adventure.

But where there be criminals and daredevils, there were also plenty of bounty hunters to monitor those scum and villainy. One such member of this crowd was [url=http://i.imgur.com/0CrYLKR.jpg]Morrigan Desch[/url]. If her name wasn’t known to others, then her appearance was, the bespectacled woman tipping her hat off to passersbys and even sneaking in a wink or two here and there. 

She was finding residence outside of a local hotel called the Sleeping Bear in which she had taken shelter for the night. With the dawn of a new day approaching, it was time to get busy and head out. But supplies would have to come first of course and given their budget, wise spending was recommended aplenty. That was a task best left to her apprentice in training, or so she called her.

Scanning the area in the bright morning light, she noted two men exiting near her own position. With nothing else better to do, she pretended to still be sun-gazing while trying to listen in on their conversation. It wasn’t like she was committing a crime or anything and besides, she really had nothing else better to do. Honest.