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Post by LOGAN GRIMMSCAR on Feb 17, 2012 4:04:41 GMT -5
Crimson leaned against the wall outside a local lockup, in his hands a sheet of paper with the words "Wanted" printed in thick black letters across the top. Below that a picture surrounded by a black border, and further below that a reward. He was considering taking it up but wasn't sure if it was worth his investment of time. The reward was decent but research would have to be high unless pure luck intervene, but that was unlikely. Quickly flicking up his hood up and onto his head, the hunter rolled up the scroll of paper and placed it inside one of his pockets before taking to the street. The streets were busy, people moving about everywhere with stalls placed along every portion of the open street. The over-activity was due to the day of the week, the traditional market day happened to be today, meaning any grandma, son, or dog could set up a stall and try to sell his wares to any bystander. Logan slid through the crowd, occasionally bumping and pushing past peoples shoulders, he was headed to the other side of the large open courtyard to the docks, about to make his way off to a popular bar not far from the area, hopefully he could find information there.
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