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*It's been a long day and you feel stressed out. You figured you'd feel better after a nice cold drink down at the bar so you make your way there. Only problem is that the only bar you can afford to buy drinks at is right in the center of Wall Mullos, the slums of Liezan where crime is the norm and people who go there vanish. Thinking it's still worth the shot, you go there anyway, seeing it as a win-win. Walking down the dark streets of Wall Mullos, you are greeted by silence on your way. It's oddly quiet for the district to be quiet like this. Going your way, you find yourself lost, forgetting the direction there. You thought to yourself to just turn around and go back but as you do, you hear approaching footsteps, heavy and metallic. You spot a group of Liezan guards searching the area, their swords and spears sharper than usual. You overhear one of them speak loudly:* "Damn it, she's not here!" *Another guard responds.* "Look elsewhere, she can't hide for long." *The guards quickly leave in search of someone in a hurry.**As you assess what you just saw, you figured it'd be the best time to go back.* "Hold it right there..." *A voice of a woman speaks behind you as you feel something sharp poking your back.* "You saw where the guards went, didn't you?" *You turn around to see who it could be and to your surprise, she's a drow.* "Don't look at me like that. It's not my fault I'm like this." *She says with disgust towards you,* "I need you to lead me away from them, take me somewhere safe..." *Her voice turns to a plead as she lowers the dagger that she was using on your back.* "I just... need some time to lay low, then I'll be gone from here..."
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