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[b][u]Morris: Circus Grounds[/b][/u]

Using illusions to mask them? He approved more of Syed’s idea, but what with that tip Eric tossed in… “I guess it’s reasonable for them to withhold entry from armed people. A few stores back home got wrecked by hostiles, so maybe they’re applying the same ‘it’s better to be safe than sorry’ ideology here,” Lute said as he unbuckled his sword belt. The “No Weapons Allowed” rule wasn’t immediately a cause for suspicion, so he wasn’t all that concerned about it. 

They were still a ways off from the circus entrance where he can see a girl guarding over a large box. Most everyone in the group took off their armor, while Estelle stashed her things up in the nearby tree. Lute took off his gloves and his jacket, and neatly folded the clothes around his weapon before obediently handing it over to Syed who, like Moira, seemed unsure of this idea … “Don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll be fine,” The virtuoso smiled at the duo before turning to the others.

“All right, so how do we…? Uh, what’s wrong?” Xandra was glaring at something in the distance and when he followed her gaze he saw Lucien talking to the girl by the entrance, with Estelle and that weird uncle hurtling after him. “Ah well, I guess we have to follow them,” Lute sighed and walked after them. As he neared the entrance he saw Sammie flipping open Lucien’s bag, though she did nothing more than eye it before stepping away from their group. 

Okay, so how do they go from here?

He didn’t have to wonder for long because Trixie ran straight past the girl and into a tent, which left them to be accosted by Sammie. “A hundred? O-oh yeah, I got that, gimme a sec,” Lute dug around in his pockets and painstakingly counted out the handful of money he brought for emergencies. “Eighty-seven, eighty-eight… Oh, that’s a ten… Okay, here!” He poured the money onto Sammie’s open palm and smiled. The content expression on his face lasted only only as long as until he realized that he left zilch to buy a ticket for himself.