[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=c4df9b]Priscilla Harker[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=c4df9b][b]Location:[/b][/color]The Museum  
[b][color=c4df9b]Skills:[/color][/b] None
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	Well the situation at the museum was just turning more and more curious as time passed it seemed. The lady that Akhmed was really concerned with appeared to be someone of importance, given she had an office in the museum. So it meant she worked here for a reason or another. Mosi had to admit she was frankly impressed. That said they were speaking about a permit, she wondered why they required one, were they planning something? Well it was a museum so it wouldn't be really surprising if they were planning an expedition or something, who knew.

	As they moved to the office of the woman who had just returned to the museum, Mosi kept an eye out as she studied these halls.

	When they reached it, there were already people there. Akhmed seemed to know them, but Mosi herself made an effort to memorize their faces, it would probably come in hand for a later occasion down the road, though she wished she gets the chance to learn their names. That aside, it seemed there was a theft as one of the women informed them a tablet was stolen. Well tablet was certainly not too big of a robbery target, though ancient table would be probably valuable commodity if sold to the right buyers.