A small, quick ship known only as the 'Dart' pulls into the Port, disgorging a figure in a dark cloak. She quickly makes her way to the tavern, slipping off the cloak before stepping out of the night and into the building's warm firelight. Her blonde hair sparkles softly as she crosses the threshold, giving a slight nod to those few she's come to recognize as regulars in her semi-frequent visits. She glances about, clearly looking for someone or something that is not there.
She walks back out i…
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