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[h1][u]Elys Adair[/u][/h1][/center]
[i][color=gray]Oratorio, //O3 - Following Directions[/color][/i]
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Elys nodded a few times as the owner, Crag, spoke. It sounded promising. Perhaps this was the break she was looking for.

[b]“Thank you.”[/b]

And with that, she adjusted her robes, stretched out her staff hand, and left the tavern.

The streets were once again a cacophony of sound and gravity. Curiously, the body of the one-handed man was nowhere to be found. Elys’ corner of her lip curled in a slight frown, before she headed to the right, past the flurry and rush of masses. She counted the segments of buildings, watching the patterns of moving masses to discern when a new block would begin.

The well was a bit of a challenge. She walked right past it, not realizing what it was, until she heard the slosh of water as someone pulled up the bucket. She corrected her trajectory, and continued until the air began to change.

She sniffed the air as the sounds of children an clacking wood came within earshot. Incense. The air was rich with it. Unique for the rest of the city, to be sure.

Elys stood in front of the bundling, surrounded by voices of happy children.

That… that didn't make any sense. She was looking for the Bladerights. A place where a sword could be used. But this…

She stared hard at the building’s mass in front of her.

For all intents and purposes… this place sounded like a daycare at best, orphanage at worst.

Was this Crag’s idea of a joke?

Her lips pursed.

Well. She may as well confirm her suspicions. Was this a place for children? Or was it a place for blades?

If it was the former, she'd be at a sore loss for time. She would have to make up for it by moving as quickly to the center of the city as possible. Try to find another opportunity. Or just say to hell with it, do a bit of menial labour for supplies, and dive into the Abyss.

If it was the latter, then her trust and good karma would have paid off, and she'd be closer to earning a bit of coin in a way she felt most comfortable at, where her skills flourished.

Regardless, the only way to know for sure was to move forward.

Elys patted her robes straight, ensuring she [i]felt[/i] presentable, checked her staff and her sword, and approached the building. She tapped along the building until she found an indent to indicate a doorway, and opened it.

As she stepped inside, she called out.

[b]“Hello? Uh, Crag sent me.”[/b]