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[h1][u]Elys Adair[/u][/h1][/center]
[i][color=gray]Oratorio - The Adventurer's District[/color][/i]
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To say she was exhausted was an understatement.

Her knees trembled under weight. Her eyes, though they could not ‘see’, bore the burden of sleep deprivation. Her sword dragged behind her as she shuffled into the streets of the Adventurer's District starting a new day.

In her other hand she carried her spoils. The Night in the Abyss had exhausted her, but it had also answered a lot of her questions. What she was meant to be doing in this city, and the best way to go about it.

She could feel the substance the Abyss gifted her, but her loneliness made it dispute, stick to her less. She needed people to believe in her. In her cause. In her dream.

She could do that.

But first, she had to repair her sword. And in order to repair her sword, she needed money. 

It was time to sell her loot.

Her exhaustion, however, made her lightheaded. She needed rest. Elys pictured her day in taking care of her finances in this district, and making her way to the Bladerights by sundown for a meal and rest. If she had it in her, she'd spar with the students in the evening.

With her mind made up, Elys moved past the large masses of buildings, listening for the shouting of a merchant who would be interested in buying her loot for a fair price.