[centre][h1]Marcus[/h1][/centre]
[@Squirrel98]

[color=chocolate]''That should work''[/color] said Marcus grabbing the pins. He fiddled with the lock for a couple of minutes until a soft click could be heard. Carefully he opened the door and after making sure once more that no one was inside, he strolled in, beckoning Hope to follow. [color=chocolate]''Feel free to take a look around. I will try to find some pickled fruit'' Marcus said as he approached the shelves in the corner of the store.[/color]
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[centre][h1]Anya[/h1][/centre]
[@Blade17]
Anya followed, looking around to make sure that they weren't followed by anyone. It was rare, but occasionally someone would realise that the crew wasn't from around the area they were visiting and would attempt to turn them into the hands of authority. Shuddering at the thought, she picked up her pace until she and Blake returned to the square. 
[color=8493ca]'' What do you want to do Blake? Sorry that I've dragged you around the town so much''[/color]

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[centre][h1]Jane[/h1][/centre]
[@Squirrel98]

Jane looked at the retreating man, with her suspicions raised once again. Now she was sure that he wasn't from around here- the town didn't even have a baker and if he had no money, then he couldn't have travelled here- at least not legally. If she was quick enough then she could make it back to the castle and inform the head guard. However, there was a high risk that she wouldn't be able to find him again. Still, the other guards were new and inexperienced, more focused on earning a paycheck then protecting the town. Her mind made up, she headed back to the castle, ready to get the man captured.