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Message: <blockquote data-quote="crazy_monkey1956" data-source="post: 3552921" data-attributes="member: 49514">Inside the city...Alaric's errands bring him past the tavern district, popular among the Adventurers' Guild members, with its taverns, dance halls, gambling houses, and hostels where one can sleep off the night's activities.  Of particular note this morning, are those who stir from the area at this early in the morning, a young, vaguely odd appearing Azgundi woman, exiting one of the dance halls, who briskly heads for the main gate, and two folks emerging from one of the hostels at a slightly slower pace, seemingly unaware of one another for the moment.William emerges from the hostel, perhaps looking a bit paranoid as he looks into every shadow, and notes the young woman walking somewhat oddly, as if her joints were stiff, toward the main gate, as well as the young man on his way to the Adventurers' Guild compound.Emerging behind William, Estelle notes all of these things as well, though the bright morning sun seems a bit harsh this early in the morning.At the gate...Corath arrives and notes a being wholly unlike anything she has encountered before near the head of the long line waiting to enter the gate.  A centaur, if her fractured memory serves, is the name of the creature.  The rest of the line seems to be giving the creature a wide berth, with the exception of another unusual individual, at least to her, a dwarf.Johen notes that the line is moving slowly, though the halfling assemblage in front of him seems to be slowing things up a bit, especially as they pause to gawk at the centaur.Valen, at the back of the line behind the wine-wagon, also notes some movement in the line.  There appears to be some hold up near the front, though he can't quite make out what the problem seems to be from this vantage point.  Falling into line behind Valen, a half-elf, obviously well armed and equipped in a gleaming mithral shirt and matching short swords at his hips, and bearing just a touch of arrogance, sighs as he observes the length of the line and mutters to himself in a fluid language Valen doesn't understand.Aohdan and Muzdum, near the head of the line, find the line moving forward, though the halflings directly behind them are making things a bit difficult for everyone by hogging the entire width of the road.  As they approach the gate, they notice several things.  First, just inside the gate is a young Azgundi woman observing the line and those entering the city.  She appears to stare rather intently at people's faces, then mimic their facial expressions after they pass.  Second, the line splits in two as the centaur and the dwarf approach, with those possessing some sort of papers being ushered in and those who don't, mostly foreigners, being pulled aside for a thorough inspection of their belongings.  Thirdly, the foreigners, once cleared, are approached by adolescent Azgundi boys and girls, offering their services as guides to the city for a "mere bit of silver" for the entire day.</blockquote>

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