“Maybe all, maybe none. Why is it so important to you, stranger?” The dark elf replied, with a slight grimmace of annoyance tugging at his lips. He quickly rested his left palm against his own, right wrist, avoiding the look of the merchant for a few moments, before looking at him with an uttomst irritation “Ugh.. I’m just a tourist, you may say. I don’t seek anything yet, but I’ll accept whatever shall come my way” He said, lightly waving off at the merchant “Either way, I guess I should probably look for a tavern or... Any place to stay over the night, no?” He spoke, as if he was talking to himself, completely ignoring whatever the other had to say, before simply rushing away, searching for a possible hideout, that may serve it’s purpose to him for the few next days.
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