I look at the man with slight distrust. "I'm looking for a place to stay," I hesitantly tell him, not letting my guard down. Could I really trust this man? How do I know when someone is out to get me?
I look around at all the little boutiques and shops at the bazaar. This place is enormous! It's so different from the large trees and the grassy meadows that I'm used to. Will I really be able to find a home here? "Oh I know just the place then!" the man explains, walking to the corner. I follow him and he turns around to look at me. "If you walk down this road and take the second street on the left you'll find a wonderful establishment with most reasonable prizes," He says smiling at me. I hesitantly smile back at him, not seeing how he would gain anything from helping me. "Thank you," I reply, while giving him a nod and scurrying off into the direction he pointed me to. After looking around the bazaar one last time I walk into the street he referenced to me and see a little inn in the middle of the street. That looks like a good place to spend the night.
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