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Amaris shuffled through the streets of the holy capital – it was cold, and night time was almost here. She’d gotten back from a few particular jobs near the border to Crocus and was moving to settle down at an inn, or a similar establishment, to rest for the following days. There were barely any people left outside and most humans made it a point to disappear into the safety of their homes come nightfall. As a creature of the night (more or less) there was no need for her to behave in such ways, but she did feel relieved when she noticed there weren’t many others around. She was worn out from her journey and lately werewolf transformation had been more tiring than usual. Amaris had chosen a rather calm and quiet neighbourhood to reside in within Crocus – the wealthy, noisy people lived pretty much on the other side of the town and she felt as though she could rest easily here. The atmosphere was different, however, almost eerie but the female wolf paid it no heed. Instead, she pulled out a cigarette and went for a relaxing smoke. Fiore was refusing to grow on her; the country was fine, she supposed, but the strong presence of magic and the influence of the corrupt magic council and their rune knights really bothered her. So much that Amaris thought about returning to Minstrel. It had been a few years since her last visit and she would never be able to return to her hometown due to the fact that the citizens would recognize her and know what she was, but there were always other cities. She knew her way around Minstrel and she would probably be happier there - if happiness was something she could truly obtain anyways. |