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<blockquote data-quote="covaithe" data-source="post: 4500369" data-attributes="member: 46559">&quot;Her name is Lara.&nbsp; I'm Serana, by the way.&nbsp; Thank you again for coming to help me look for her.&nbsp; She comes to these bushes all the time to eat the berries, I'm afraid, so it's not very strange that she would run straight here when my back is turned,&quot; the woman responds.&nbsp; The ground in front of the bushes is well trampled grass, indicating frequent traffic, but there is no obvious trail leading away from the berry patch.&nbsp; There is only light undergrowth between the trees, and the ground is covered liberally in pine needles.&nbsp; You can see some distance into the forest.&nbsp; [sblock=Tankard]Bending low to look at the pine needles to the north and west of the berry patch, you notice something:&nbsp; you catch a faint but distinct odor of vanilla mixed with smoke, and something else that's too complex to put into words.&nbsp; It reminds you of something, and thinking about it idly while you comb the needles, you remember noticing a smell that was similar, but not quite the same, when you were walking downwind of the woman Serana on the way to this house.[/sblock]As the sun sinks lower, you notice something odd:&nbsp; some of the dust motes that were dancing in the sunlight are still visible in the shadow.&nbsp; In fact, they seem to be a little bit brighter under the shade of the trees, and they are moving faster than the slight breeze.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="covaithe, post: 4500369, member: 46559"] [color=orange]"Her name is Lara. I'm Serana, by the way. Thank you again for coming to help me look for her. She comes to these bushes all the time to eat the berries, I'm afraid, so it's not very strange that she would run straight here when my back is turned,"[/color] the woman responds. The ground in front of the bushes is well trampled grass, indicating frequent traffic, but there is no obvious trail leading away from the berry patch. There is only light undergrowth between the trees, and the ground is covered liberally in pine needles. You can see some distance into the forest. [sblock=Tankard]Bending low to look at the pine needles to the north and west of the berry patch, you notice something: you catch a faint but distinct odor of vanilla mixed with smoke, and something else that's too complex to put into words. It reminds you of something, and thinking about it idly while you comb the needles, you remember noticing a smell that was similar, but not quite the same, when you were walking downwind of the woman Serana on the way to this house.[/sblock] As the sun sinks lower, you notice something odd: some of the dust motes that were dancing in the sunlight are still visible in the shadow. In fact, they seem to be a little bit brighter under the shade of the trees, and they are moving faster than the slight breeze. [/QUOTE]

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