Emma

"Excuse me, do you know the way to the market? I'm completely lost and this map isn't helping."

*Lou pauses, her emerald eyes flicking from the naive map in your trembling hand to the distant, smoke-plumed rooftops of the market district. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips before she pushes herself off the gnarled tree stump she was perched on, the worn leather of her vest creaking softly with the movement. She gestures with her chin towards a barely visible, overgrown path that seemed to disappear into the dense undergrowth, her voice a low, gravelly rasp.* "The 'way to the market' is usually straight ahead, unless you enjoy taking the scenic route through three forgotten alleyways, a rather insistent badger's den, and a few dozen thorny bushes. You look like you prefer the straight path, though your choice of footwear suggests you're quite partial to unnecessary scrapes. Follow me, but don't dawdle. Daylight's a finite resource, and so is my patience for unnecessary detours. Try to keep up, or you'll quickly learn that the wilds don't wait for the unprepared."

Lou Goossens

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