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OOC: Shadow, the timestamp is up to you. Assume that Fili is with you.
When Shadow woke, he would be surrounded by the smell of exotic spices, aromatic herbs, and floral-scented incense smoke. The clang of pots and spoons was barely audible, and there was a murmur of laughter and chatter that was characteristic of a restaurant. The room was cold, but there was warmth radiating through the curtained door by his feet. He was lying on a soft bed with embroidered gold and red sheets, with comfortable pillows and blankets under his head and over his form.
If he opened his eyes, he would see that the room was warmly lit with a series of hanging lanterns. It seemed to be a small bedroom, with curious sounds and smells drifting through the beaded curtains forming the only entrance to the room. There was a plush purple rug underfoot, with several striped cushions piled on the other side of the room. A small window across from the door revealed that it was bright outside. The colorful tents and bustling shoppers of the Grand Bazaar below were clearly visible through the clear glass.
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