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[color=DCD1FD]ᴛɪᴍᴇ |[/color] Late Morning
[color=DCD1FD]ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ |[/color] Entrance to Roshmi City
[color=DCD1FD]ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ |[/color] Mister Luum [@FunnyGuy], Bardulf [@Lava Alckon], Rue [@Potter], Bowyn [@Helo], Brigitte [@Tae], Raze
[color=DCD1FD]ᴇQᴜɪᴘᴍᴇɴᴛ |[/color] Travel bag with essentials (money, fewer rations than before, first aid, etc), sapphire pendant, twin daggers.
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Zeva’s eyebrows scrunched together upon hearing Bowyn’s words of suspicion, no doubt intentionally spoken loud enough for Zeva to hear. She mentally took back the few brownie points he won when he healed her arm earlier in the forest, in a sort of childish personal vengeance. It seemed silly to her that Bowyn would show any degree of open suspicion to a potential enemy who had witnessed their secrets. If they were going to run into someone, they were lucky that it was someone as agreeable as Zeva. After all, she dislikes the dark elves as much as anyone, and she was well-trained in combat – perfectly aligned with what their mission calls for!

Mister Luum eventually decided he would tag along with Zeva and the dark-haired man with strange ears in exploring the city after everyone ate. Zeva was not thrilled per se – she was starting to build the impression he had a few screws loose with the whimsical way he conducted himself. It was unfortunately the better choice than going with the winter fairies who seemed most suspicious of her.

A sharp gasp escaped Zeva’s lips when a small creature suddenly popped out of her bag, responding to Bowyn’s calls. Raze, as Zeva learned this creature was called, was dusted in the crumbs of her rations, its cheeks full of evidence. Her jaw dropped in shock as she watched the creature happily munch away without a care in the world, looking as innocent as a newborn puppy with its beady, doe eyes, rather than the despicable thief it was. If they had met in different circumstances, Zeva surely would've fallen for its adorableness. She could hardly react to Raze’s assault on her personal belongings before it committed another offense, popping in and out of her bag again, this time with a coin. 

[color=DCD1FD]“MYYyyYY MOOONEeeEyYyYY!!!”[/color] Zeva wailed, quickly snatching the ama out of Raze’s teeth with a moderate tug. She stomped over to Bowyn, scooped the thief out her bag, and plopped him atop Bowyn’s head. 

[color=DCD1FD]“Stay there!”[/color] She stomped back, in the direction of the bakery.

Zeva simmered briefly in annoyance as she shoved the coin back into the bag and check on the extent of Raze’s damage. [color=DCD1FD][i]Good, pendant is still on me.[/i][/color] As Zeva calmed slightly, the wafted scents of sugar and baked goods hit her nose again, and the hunger began to amplify the annoyance stewing in her stomach. She was low on rations now, so getting some food was a must. Zeva motioned for the group to follow with a wave of her hand. [color=DCD1FD]“Okay okay, time for some food.” [/color]