Surprised by the hasty welcome, a large grim appeared on Maeve’s face. “Well, kind sir, is you must know I am here for the pursuit of adventure and knowledge,” she exclaimed excitedly. Maeve was always keen on learning about other cultures and races as she believed knowledge to be the key to her existence. “Well how about I escort you into the city? We do not encounter many high elves in these parts.” The man offered, stretching out his hand to take your heavy luggage, a happy smile on his face. “I would greatly appreciate that, thank you,” Maeve responded, grateful for the help. Without another word from the friendly stranger, Maeve began following him through the bustling Bazaar, smelling every delectable tart and hearing dozens of different languages as she continued on.
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