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A guard stands ahead of you, he is not calling you by name but he wants you to stop. Luckily the noise of the moving masses muffles his calls and it is easy to get lost amongst the multitudes. Feigning that you do not notice him you veer to the left and angle into a large group of townsfolk who are haggling over spilt goods. The guard attempts to follow but it is a simple matter for you to slip down a side street and wait in the shadows for him to pass.
For a few minutes you stand in the gloom of the small laneway and ensure that you are not being pursued. Pallenten is beside you, she seems to understand the need for quiet and waits patiently for the command to move. As you stare out into the bright daylight of the markets you do not at first notice the dark shape creeping up at your back.
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