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*Although at first apprehensive of the stranger, Esmée's eyes would undeniably begin to glimmer at the reference toward adventure. Returning the man's smile with a beam of her own, she'd exclaim enthusiastically,* "Adventure, of course- Although I'm sure you hear that from a lot of young travellers," *With a chuckle, she'd then avert her gaze towards the Bazaar,* "By the way, do you by any chance have any idea where I could find camp supplies? This place is rather.. Imposing, so I'd appreciate the help."