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Kella's eyes were looking a foot or so over her head, roughly where Ginger's face would be, so when the door opened (seemingly magically) Kella's face crinkled a bit in confusion.
A little voice pulled her glance downward to a sweet-faced little girl with flax colored hair. What in Aeternia was this? And why was she wandering around Ginger's house?
Maybe she'd gotten the address wrong. Kella stared at the girl and then pulled out the scrap of parchment in her pocket bearing the address which matched the dwelling. Fantastic. She was supposed to be a part of the complex machinery of military intelligence and couldn't even manage to transcribe her numbers neatly.
"Er… I'm Kella." The woman scratched the back of her head and glanced at the shred of parchment in her hand again.
"Does Gin-, I mean Eyvind Redbeard live here? Big fella." Kella lifted her hand high above her head trying to demonstrate her friend's height.
"Has bright red hair and an affinity for longswords."
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