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Hector grunted, and nodded in agreement. He let the curtain fall closed and turned back to the interior of the carriage.

After a few minutes, the carriage came to a shuddering halt, and the coachman soon opened the door for Hector and Zir'Khan. They were in a much different place than the shanty town they had passed through. The Plaza was well kept, and very attractive. Ash was constantly swept up, and shoveled away, and all the trees, although they were brown and yellow, were neat. There was actual vegetation here, although nothing was green. There were rows of shops that sold expensive clothing, resturants, and other things any noble with money to waste might need.

"Come along, Khan." Hector said, stepping out of the carriage, and forwards, cane tapping against the ground once again. "We have an appointment."