Claire, upon seeing the well dressed man, quickly recoils. The man, stares at her in shock and says " Are you lost, young lady? A woman as, beautiful as yourself should not be travelling alone." Claire stares up at him, she responds in her native tongue " I do not understand you." Quickly glancing over the soft features of the young woman, the gentlemen replies in her tongue "Forgive me, I assumed you could speak the common language of the world." Claire, quickly looks to him, as she has not heard this speech, since leaving her home. "Might you be able to teach me the language, of your people so I may continue my searches?" Upon hearing the needs of the young woman, a sinister smile glazes the man's face. " I will gladly, teach you the language of the land". He quickly extends his hand out to her. Claire grabs the man's hand without a second thought and they walk off, into the distance.
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