Aethulu's eyes would scan the landscape in front of her, the women's eyes being overwhelmed. The young women would move a hand up above her eyes, shielding herself from the beaming sun above her. With her free hand, Aethulu would push some stray hairs that had come loose out the top of her hat. She'd soon be stopped in her tracks before she could even begin to search the city. Her eyes would shift up to the well-dressed gentlemen, squinting as he spoke. "What brings me here?" Aethulu would repeat to herself, as almost to confirm the question with herself, "I suppose I needed a change. Looking at the same patches of green everyday, the same faces. At some point it gets boring, you see. You need excitement in your life, and what better place than this?"
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