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She had walked aimlessly through the city most of the day. Trying to find where the relief effort was centralized, finding herself lost in back alleyways only to rush into the first main street she could find. She was tired, and her feet hurt incredibly, but she didn't dare go back to the old woman for fear she might offend her if it seemed she was trying to take advantage. No, she would continue to search.
Late in the brightening, she found a number of people, waiting together, some standing in pairs, some families, others standing one behind the other. She moved around the small crowd towards the side of the building to find more people ... how strange. Approaching a young woman, she quietly asked, "Umm ... excuse me. Might I ask what this line is for?" The woman raised an eyebrow as if to ask how there could possibly be someone in the city that did not understand what was going on. With a shake of her head, "This line is to receive help from the relief center."
She had found it! She thanked the woman and stepped back. Observing the multitude of people, she realized this was going to take a candlemark if not 2. She hastily moved to the end of the line to wait for her turn at the desk she would find at the front almost 3 candlemarks later.
She approached the desk. "I am not from this city, and I understand there's been a great disaster here. I'm sure you have a lot to worry about, however, I find myself in somewhat of a predicament. Most of the inns are full and my purse is limited. Would you be able to recommend a place to stay and perhaps an opportunity for employment somewhere?"
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