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[color=Palegreen]Time[/color]: Afternoon
[color=Black]Location[/color]: Tailor, River Port
[color=Palegreen]Interactions[/color]: Darius [@FunnyGuy]
[color=Black]Ambiance[/color]: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZkFjWJVt6c&t=2452s]River port[/url]
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Nur walked next to a beaming Darius. A man who loved to shop was a man after her own heart. She was eager to buy something too, actually a lot of somethings. Leaving Haldir meant she would leave behind most of her possessions. She didn't mind, replacing them was half the fun of it. New dresses, new jewels, shoes, the works. The best place to start was the tailor. Nur had a specific kind of taste, everything had to be just right. She wouldn't settle for any old cotton dress.

She wondered if the perfume he bought was for his "friend". If it was, her hunch was right, and it was a girl. She didn't like her already. Nur wasn't used to having to worry about other women all that much. It wasn't easy to compete with the unnatural beauty of a succubus, but her powers were fading. It meant that one of her most important weapons and means of survival had suddenly become temporary. It was this nagging feeling, causing a pit in her stomach. She hadn't grown used to it, and she didn't know if she ever would. She didn't want to get used to it, she wanted to get it back. 

It was only her first day at River Port, exploring the coastal town would help her find the rebellion. It could be anyone walking in the street. She still had no clue how to identify them or where to look. Nur kept her eyes and ears open. In the meantime however she could enjoy herself. Darius talked funny, was unfamiliar with the most common things, all in all kind of weird, but likable and funny. Handsome too. She was sure she could make him want to have her around without too much effort. It was like a fresh breath of air, her life had been pretty stale with Haldir. Still at the time the dark elf was her best bet. 

Partially lost in her thoughts Nur almost missed the tailor shop, passing by the window with a mannequin wearing a custom made garment. The tailor almost looked out of place, like a store you would find in a big city like Roshmi. Nur guessed some pretty wealthy travelers passed through the port town, they would appreciate craftsmanship like this. She sure did. 

Nur squeezed Darius's hand lightly to draw his attention. 
[Color=Palevioletred]"Store number two"[/color] She said excitedly.