“I come here searching for my younger sister, in hopes that she may have passed through here.” He says as he attempts to glance around the man, as if looking for someone.
Viraven continues looking about before reaching his hand out for the man to shake. “The name is Viraven.” He says with a short nod.
“Might you have seen a young Mali’ker girl? About this tall?” He says sizing his hand at about his waist, to show the height of his sister. “Looks like me- Dark skin, White hair, and Green eyes?” He says slowly getting more and more concerned by the growing crowd- this is evident on the fear that seems to creep across his face.
“Right… I’ll be going then.” He says with a sad look on his face as he quickly disappears into the back alleys of the city, away from the crowds.
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