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[sub][ THEME: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4UOPAOB0kg]TO THE SUN[/url] ][/sub][/center]

[indent][color=silver]The horned boy's vantage point from the central area of the bazaar gave him a good perspective on the place.

The lengthening shadows. The colors of the painted Thanalan desert. The sounds of the dark sea. The people mulling about, gathering around the auctioneer that was hawking the wares that had drawn the crowd there.

[b][i]Rats?[/i][/b]

Head turned down, the young Padjal scanned the cobblestones for any signs of scampering marmots. Not seeing any, he was quite at a loss to explain why their Mi'qote companion would have hoisted himself up the proverbial flagpole. Let alone be shouting about rats. He could easily put a fright into some people that way, and there was narry a marmot to be found as near as E-Siri could see!

[color=f49ac2][i]“Kikipu, this is E-Siri, a Padjal of Gridania."[/i][/color]

It appeared that introductions were in order. Straightening up, the horned child crossed his arms out before him and then bowed in the customary salute of Stillglade Fane. [color=snow]"Salutations,"[/color] the boy offered in his childish tone of voice [color=snow]"We would be most grateful if you had any news to share of any strange lot that might have passed through thine bazaar."[/color]

The boy paused there a moment.

[color=snow]"Other than ourselves, that is,"[/color] he amended after a think.[/color][/indent]