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Hjordis was out making sells in the capital when the weather drastically changed. The girl had been hoping to make it back to the Ild'vann before nightfall, but the arrival of a heavy rainstorm had halted her plans. It had been unnaturally warmer in Zena those few days, but no one had expected a full summer storm to hit the city and the nearby areas. So now Hjordis was clutching her earnings, the coins being securely hidden in her travel bag with another pouch tucked in her clothing as a precaution, and her biggest issue was how she was being jostled about in the crowd as others sought shelter as well.
Where do I even go? Biting her bottom lip, Hjordis let out a soft sigh as she backed away from another earthling as he raced through the streets towards the nearby tavern. Would that be her best bet? The crashing sound of thunder in the distance made the girl flinch, Hjordis being more accustomed to snow and less to thunder, and she could only continued backing up the street as she tried to figure out the best place to go while being drenched from the rain.
[Hjordis 1]
