[center][h1][color=B9C66E]Mona Windrider[/color][/h1]
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[i][color=B9C66E]Location:[/color] Wizard's Way - Trader's Stall
[color=B9C66E]Skills:[/color] N/A[/i][/center]
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Something blue sparkled at the corner of her eye.  She lowered the labradorite and turned her head to find an odd trail of lapis weaving its way through the crowd.  She furrowed her brow and set the stone that had once entranced her down.  There was a new mystery to distract her.  Mona did not look back at the seller as she approached the nearest of the stones.  She bent down and lifted it up, holding it in the palm of her hand.  Her curiosity caused her to probe the odd stone.

Something like nausea formed within her belly.  She felt as if she were riding the winds, up and down and over.  Her head spun for a moment and she wobbled but caught herself before she fell.  Mona leaned heavily against a nearby fence and looked down at the little stone.  It was not from here and now.  It was from far away and another time.  How strange.  She began to follow the trail of stones, picking them up and pocketing them as she moved through the people.  Her path took her away from #13.