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Post by Alliser on Jul 26, 2018 1:26:01 GMT 1
Regyn moved with comfortable ease through the market. Regyn had been here for a few days now, making connections, paying for drinks, listening for information.
This time was different. "Yes, within the last few days. Yes Falcon feathers, black hair, Blue eyes?" Regyn was hounding the common sources of gossip, as well as some shop keepers known for discretion. talking with this person, and that, if anyone had noticed any stray feathers. Seeking for someone who remembered or found something useful. Someone who remembered seeing something about this mysterious falcon.
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Post by Alliser on Jul 26, 2018 4:21:52 GMT 1
Regyn sighs, all leads have turned up nothing. Regyn turns from his search and heads back to the pavilions. besides, there is a grand party to be happening that I can not afford to miss.
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