I look to the sky, large droplets of rain still falling from the heavens. As I bring my weary gaze back down, I spy a woman of fair skin. She is clearly not born of Agrias. As our eyes meet, I quickly look away so as not to appear as if I was staring. I clear my throat and continue on my way when I hear a gasp. I turn to see the woman being approached by an unsavory sort. Worried for her, I quickly draw my blade and intervene. What do you want with this woman? Leave her be...
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