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The frantic pitter-patter of small feet echoed across this empty street as she continued running forward as fast as her legs could carry her. This was the reason she hated dogs even more the sharp-fanged and smelly variety, an example of which was the that had been chasing her only awhile ago but thankfully she had lost it - and apparently herself in the process as well. In the urgent need to escape Seyren had stumbled upon a strange looking wall and an even more unfamiliar sections of Jaedaxia.
It was a sloven place, that was the conclusion she had arrived to when she looked around to empty houses and barred windows. Sure there were people, shady ones and frightening men who seemed to leer at her in a way that made the hair at the back of her neck stand up. She definitely wanted out of this place though exactly how she was going to accomplish that without asking for directions she didn't know.
After walking for half a candlemark later Seyren opted for another idea. Instead of aimlessly navigating the twisting alleys of this district she retraced her steps returning to the wall and decided to follow it until she reached the gates, surely there had to be an entrance or exit if there was a wall after all - at least she hoped so.
Eventually as Seyren followed the length of the wall she did come upon something that did look out of place, the silhouette of two women that didn't resemble a whores appeared in the distance. Seyren cautiously approached the two figures, a hand gripping the handle of the dagger she had hidden in the pockets of her coat as she did.
When the other girl said 'Serale' Seyren quickly understood that this girl too was lost, it was evident in her voice. Picking up the pace the young Leonard lifed one hand in the air as if to get the pair's attention. "Serale as well, are you two lost?" she piped, head leaning forward and eyes squinting to make out their faces.
"I-Iseult?"
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