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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Majin" data-source="post: 1139308" data-attributes="member: 13265">Shadowleaf balked slightly at his sudden appearance in a dark alleyway outside what apparently was an Inn of some sort. He regained his composure quickly though and retreated further back into the shadows to survey his surroundings. He whispered quietly to himself, "Shar my lady, why have you chosen to deposit me here?" Since these racist laws of the new Emperor had passed Shadowleaf found it hard to lead a normal life. Even finding an establishment to sell him food was difficult. To him, the protection that Shar had given him in the shadows was a blessing. But now she had cut him loose. Why, he wondered. Why here?Something was urging him to go inside. He straightened up and moved slowly towards the door. If it is what The Dark Lady wants, she must have good reason. Shadowleaf gripped the door handle tightly and opened the door a crack, peering inside. His gaze from under his hooded cloak scanned the room and rested on the figure behind the bar. Obviously the owner of the Inn. A Half-Orc! Could this be some Imperial trick? Or possibly someone who could actually pay that ridiculous head tax?? Shadowleaf's eyes narrowed. He would have to be extra careful.He made it a point to be on his guard as he slowly inched his way through the doorway into the bar. He kept to the back against the walls and steathly made his way to a table in the corner. He sat down and leaned back into the shadows of the corner as much as he could, his gaze set on the Half-Orc bartender, trying to catch his eye. He would find out whether it was safe to be here or not as soon as he could. He brought one hand down into the folds of his cloak and let it come to rest on the hilt of his longsword, just in case...*Text in Italics are thoughts just in case no ones familiar with this format.</blockquote>

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