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First Kalendryas Winter Era XIV Post Factum
Drake hustled the streets in complete darkness, being only as a shadow. Most don't even notice his presence, that's the way he likes it. Drake was always about making money no matter the cost, but in Imperia's streets the cost could be your life. In any case life was, for the most part...well. Drake may not have much crowne, but he survives day by day. Drake stopped for a moment of running the streets to watch some around him. Everyone seemed to be caught up in thier own buisness. One man seemed to be in the same area as him, money money money.
Drake slowly worked his way toward the man, unnoticed. Drake made himself look non-suspect. Drake leened himself against a stone wall of a run down building in imperia's downtown area. Drake kept tossing quick glances. Drake moves even closer, once again unnoticed. He was now almost feet from each other. "Psst." Drake whispered. "Looking for work?" Drake posed the question before the man could even think of saying a word. "I mean no hostility..." Drake then flew a hopefully relaxing comment to him.
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