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[center][h3]--A14 - Slaughterhouse No. 4--[/h3][/center]
Regardless of whatever assorted reasons that made only a few grabby-fingered folks dared to try their hands on Almagest and Frederika's pockets - them lacking the trappings of wealth or some other thing - the fact remained that Frederika wholly believed it was because most pickpockets wouldn't dare messing with a dragon's wrath, leaving only those desperate and/or stupid enough to try. After all, wasn't that the reason why those three stooges threw Voi to her instead of that Thief Bitch? They preferred to take their chances with Talia and her goons instead of her, and that whore was in a group of six. 

Smart, really, Oratorio might be a melting pot filled with people from all walks of life, but Dragonkins were still quite rare, especially when compared to Humans, Dwarves, or the like. [color=fd4d58][i]Are we as rare as Elves? Mmm... could be, I guess.[/i][/color] Even so, the myths and legends of dragons - everything from terrible draconic tyrant-kings to erudite wyrm sages - still held strong to this day. She might not be able to level a whole fortress by her lonesome like some of the mightiest dragons could, but even having just a tiny morsel of that power already put her a cut above the common man. Still, it was a bit of a shame, she could use some warm-up before a proper fight in the ring, oh well.

After a few inquiries here and there, the duo eventually homed in on the infamous Slaughterhouse No. 4, located within the confines of Adventurer's District 14. Frederika entered first, followed closely by Almagest. [color=fd4d58][b]"Oooh..."[/b][/color] Red eyes widened to take in as many of the primal sights as possible, now [i]this[/i] was a true arena, where pugilists could test their mettle, and earn coins while they're at it. 

While Frederika was being all impressed and starry-eyed, Almagest noticed the female Dwarf approaching them in a way that suggested she had something to say to them, [color=75fcf7][b]"Mmm."[/b][/color] The astrologist hummed quietly, a rather subtle attempt to mask his winded state after walking so much. [color=75fcf7][i]Curse this mortal body.[/i][/color] Divine Ascension couldn't come soon enough. [color=75fcf7][b]"I'm just here to accompany my pugilist ward."[/b][/color] He made a small nod as his hand gestured to the Dragonkin.

[color=fd4d58][b]"Ah!"[/b][/color] Her ears perked up at the conversation, prompting Freddy to swivel and face the two, [color=fd4d58][b]"Real fine place you got here, ma'am! Heh, put me in that ring and I'll give your audience a show they'll never forget!"[/b][/color] Her usual gusto and confidence returned as Frederika went over to the nearest punching bag, got into a proper stance, then gave the sandbag a solid hook, sending it swinging with enough force to knock a man off their feet, [color=fd4d58][b]"So, whaddya think? Need more proofs or can we talk pay?"[/b][/color]

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