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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 3898420" data-attributes="member: 4441">Pierce had stifled gasps when the horses flew across Sigil.  The landscape of Acheron was not entirely unlike Sigil, but never had she seen it from such a perspective!  Spikers were not meant to go so high!  Or so fast!  She had to stop herself from piercing the blankets and marring the horses in her stifled panic, and kept a death grip on her shield as a talisman against fear.When she had landed finally, she gave a brief look around at the various inns.  The Crooked Sword drew her personally; anything that had a weapon in its name was fine by her!  But the final choice was up to her employer.  He could have the money to live in high style, which would be nice, or perhaps he'd rather be unseen, him being so new here. So Pierce glanced rather longingly at the Crooked Sword, but otherwise stood stoically behind Sindr, ready to go where her employer decided.</blockquote>