Scene 1: Welcome to Woodhearth

As Elestren moves after the thief, the crowd threatens to separate them several times, its not out of malice or intention, they just have their own business to attend to and don't seem to notice the elf is chasing someone until she is practically face to to face.

The bard sees a shadowy figure dart down the narrow gap between two buildings. The ground between these buildings is wet with the muck and filth of so many people living in tight quarters. As you near the other gap you can see the thief again. Your purse dangles from their hand as they exit the shadows and back onto a better lit street.

Bursting form between the buildings yourself, you see the thief duck into a small house. You are sure they are cornered now! But as you make to follow, your footing gives out and you careen toward a produce vendor and her stall.

The merchant yells out as she sees you about to crash into her stall, but Elestren avoids crashing into the stall with the masterful grace of a nymph. The shout draws the attention of many people in the crowd and as everyone darts across the street you hear them talking about the elf woman. They want to know who she is and where she came from.

Elestren is forced to come to a halt as she enters the little house. The others come in behind and see what has caused her to pause. A young woman, or rather a girl stands before you. In her hand a slim blade. She barley looks old enough to use such a thing, but her stance reveals she has had training. Though her garb is drab and care warn, it is relatively clean. She is clearly malnourished, but there is a light in her eyes that shows courage.



Behind her, attempting to remain hidden in the shadows is another figure. By height and build it is clearly another child. Glancing around the room you see a fine layer of dust, a few dishes sit on the floor next to two comfortable chairs. Only the faintest glow of embers remain in the fireplace. The chill in the room tells you it has been a while since it burned hot. There are no curtains on the windows, only shutters which are closed and latched. Two blankets and thin pillows near the hearth indicate that somebody usually sleeps near it.

The pale face in the darkness calls out with a small voice, "Go away, we have nothing for you! We will call the guard!" She clearly doesn't see Captain Meljora coming up behind the party.