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Clearly they were prostitutes, judging by their asian apparel, but it was unseasonably cold out tonight and rainy meaning it would be a long slow night for them. Jake pushed open the door and just saw me on my phone. Walking alone along the the path between the bars made me a target. “Astrid Skyborne, is that you?” another familiar voice called. With the rains that had passed through their lands recently she knew the river would be flowing heavily she just hoped the current wasn’t to strong for her horse.
