Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141217155427/@comment-5583506-20150122114356

Valkyrie didn't intentionally mean to be stopped under any circumstances on her way to the place people said that there had been a huge explosion last night, but yet here she was. The market plaza was too crowded for her to pass by without suffering the risk of pickpockets or slippery merchants.

Apparently this was the Market Festival or something just as equally stupid the commoners could enjoy. She had only had time to catch glimpses of the posters glued to lamp posts at the inn she had stayed at. She was in no hurry though. Whatever had exploded last night had surely left a huge amount of rubble for her to investigate. Besides, she was a little curious to hear what the nobleman who had just entered the stage had to say about this festivity.

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Sextius Preventius, reflected Victorius. If he is here, then surely Wraith is nearby, I better leave this position now.

And so he began to circulate the stage and move away from the alleyway while the nobleman prepared himself for some speech.