[INDENT][sub][hr][/sub][color=white][sub][B]Region:[/B] [COLOR=goldenrod][I]Thanalan[/I][/COLOR][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][b]Location:[/b] [COLOR=goldenrod][I]Western Thanalan - The Silver Bazaar[/I][/COLOR][/right][/SUP][/color][sub][hr][/sub][/indent]
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[i][color=goldenrod]One interesting carriage ride later...[/color][/i]

Hopping off the carriage with wobbly legs, Lyveva nearly drops to her knees as she hangs onto a nearby post. She mutters something about a bad trip, straightening up shortly after. The Silver Bazaar is surprisingly bustlling at this time of day, with people scattered about in almost every direction. A pair consisting of a Roegadyn and a Lalafel are conversing while a Hyur pours out water in a trough for a chocobo to drink from, though the majority of people are gathered near the center of the hamlet, with a few perched up on the well waving around products to sell.

Despite barely hanging on the post and looking remarkedly pale, the Hyur made an attempt to lead the way. [color=fff79a]"Alright...this...is where I had heard...excuse me,"[/color] Lyveva let herself sink to the floor, shaking her head. [color=fff79a]"Ugh. Okay, I think it's gone..."[/color] She forced herself to her feet, fanning herself with a sigh.

She cleared her throat once again. [color=fff79a]"Ahem. Alright, I heard a peculiar rumor that an auction for a 'valued home' was going to take place here. The man who stole the title was a Highlander named [color=yellow]Otkar[/color],"[/color] Her voice shook slightly but she powered through. [color=fff79a]"He was wearing a fake Flame sergeant uniform when he came to the house. I remember noticing two scars on his face--one over his nose and a tiny one on his left cheek--but he didn't really stand out otherwise."[/color] 

She then gestured towards a small campfire nearby. [color=fff79a]"If anyone's going to be buying property, then [url=https://i.imgur.com/0hw7Scn.png][color=yellow]Spotted Meadow[/color][/url] would definitely be one of the first to try to snatch it up."[/color] The Hellsguard Roegadyn mentioned stood away from the well with a pair of women, eyeing the crowd through a monocle before speaking to one of the women.  

[color=fff79a]"I wanted to ask [url=https://i.imgur.com/BfCRunO.png][color=yellow]Galfridus[/color][/url] if he knew anything, but he might be away fishing."[/color] Lyveva looked towards the port, but she didn't seem to see the Hyur. [color=fff79a]"[url=https://i.imgur.com/xIg72nj.png][color=yellow]Fafafono[/color][/url] might be willing to help, but he'll probably want something in return."[/color] The blue haired Lalafell scoffed at the crowd, crossing his arms as he muttered something to the Hyur tending to his chocobo.

After taking in a few long breaths, Lyveva steadied herself, dropping her head. [color=fff79a]"I still feel a little dizzy...but no matter--"[/color] She stopped as she noticed one of the items being sold looked awfully familiar. The tome was a dark blue in color, the seller boasting on its craftsmanshsip. [color=fff79a]"Oh no oh no oh [i]no[/i]! They started taking things from our home, too?! And [color=mediumslateblue]that's one of[/color]--uh, uh, let's split up and search, okay?! I have to try to buy everything back![/color] Lyveva went running into the crowd without another word, hurriedly waving down the seller.

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