"No gil, no entry." One of the many larger Sea Wolves folded his arms and exhaled hard through his nose whilst glaring down at Tira. She was almost sure this was somewhat of a shakedown but she knew there was no way getting into the event with this guy in her way.
As she headed back toward the main road, she noticed a fence opening around the side and decided to take a chance to sneak her way in. She looked up at the fence not far taller than herself and readied herself. Glancing over both shoulders before she jumped up grasped the top and swang herself over. She was in!
Sat atop one of the many wooden platforms over the golden white sands, Tira watched the bustling crowd. Swaying her head to the sounds of light cheery music coming from a couple of bards either side of the stage. "I could never be brave enough like her. To be up there in front of all those people." She thought to herself as she gazed at the miqo'te who took to the front in her swimsuit.
She noticed the same roegadyn that she had been confronted with earlier and quickly dived onto a lower platform behind a row of towering crates. Tira let a few moments slip by before bringing herself back to seat herself up.
As her eyes scanned the area for the roe and back over the crowd, she squinted upon noticing a distinctly familiar white haired and tiny frame bumbling through the masses of rowdy excitement. She chuckled mischievously to herself and pulled a peashooter from her pouch aiming for the white haired miqo'te...
As she headed back toward the main road, she noticed a fence opening around the side and decided to take a chance to sneak her way in. She looked up at the fence not far taller than herself and readied herself. Glancing over both shoulders before she jumped up grasped the top and swang herself over. She was in!
Sat atop one of the many wooden platforms over the golden white sands, Tira watched the bustling crowd. Swaying her head to the sounds of light cheery music coming from a couple of bards either side of the stage. "I could never be brave enough like her. To be up there in front of all those people." She thought to herself as she gazed at the miqo'te who took to the front in her swimsuit.
She noticed the same roegadyn that she had been confronted with earlier and quickly dived onto a lower platform behind a row of towering crates. Tira let a few moments slip by before bringing herself back to seat herself up.
As her eyes scanned the area for the roe and back over the crowd, she squinted upon noticing a distinctly familiar white haired and tiny frame bumbling through the masses of rowdy excitement. She chuckled mischievously to herself and pulled a peashooter from her pouch aiming for the white haired miqo'te...
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