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[color=peru][center][h2]Stratya Durmand[/h2][/center]
Time:[/color] 24th, Morning
[color=peru]Location:[/color] After that hound, into the woods!
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The response from the guard was swift, two of them securing the location for her and also bringing her one of the bloodhounds. “[color=peru]Aye, there ‘e is. Thank ye.[/color]” The camera wouldn't be here yet, it needed preparation. Stratya nodded to the guard and knelt, showing the dog the scent. The poor thing, having to smell such an odor. The dog roved around after picking up the scent in question. The knight was happy to get away from the center of the stench, though she wondered how it was for the hound. It was following that foul odor, so he could still smell it, right? Echk. Interrupting her wandering thoughts, the hound caught the trail and started to lead her away.

The hound led her from the castle grounds and the inner wall, no surprise there. From there, though, she had no idea what to anticipate. They turned right, to the West, through the markets. As they ran, Stratya wrapped the leash around her hand a few times more to secure it, taking note of the path they followed. Along the outer wall, straight west. Along Flora Road, and not through any side pages or less prominent streets. They turned north at the far end of the city, past the enforcement centers. How very bold. They weren't shy to get caught, apparently. Personally, she would have gone down Victoria Ave. Much more aside than the main road. Had they been in a carriage, and thus behind a wall of privacy? They must have gotten into a carriage at the train station.

They passed the train station, and continued on into the woods. It must have been done in the night, or someone would have noticed, surely? To cut through town with such a thing without anyone noticing would be a feat. There had to have been someone that saw something, but how was she to divine whom?

At any rate, the hound led her from the town proper into the woods. She was armed, of course. She drew the pup closer in on his leash, growing cautious. She didn't much like following the trail of a murder into the woods, but if she kept her wits, she'd be able to handle herself just fine.