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The party, sans an elf, picks up the pace after the clamoring of Haibram in his full plate of armor. As Haibram ducks into a crowd at the last moment, everyone loses sight of the energetic dwarf. Thanks to Jenk's astute memory, the heroes are able to keep track of the general direction Haibram mentioned, and his bobbing form weaves into view once again as Jenk, Alwin, Vasimiri, and Thornharp emerge from the close shouldered populace of Nantambu.
At one point, a passerby almost steps on Jenk, and then Thornharp, as the two smallest members of their group. Vasmimir, on unsteady-ish legs, navigates the throng with little issue. Alwin wades through the crowd, his companion drawing shocked looks from the faces nearby. The smells of breakfasts wafting from the homes nearby is enough to wrack the party with hunger pangs.
Fleur walks a sensible pace, still looking great in those boots, but has completely lost Haibram, and watches the vanishing backs of her cohorts as they dive into the crowd behind him.
@patientbean Would you like to try to remember which direction to go from Haibram's direction, ask a stranger for directions, or find your own way?
It's Vasimiri who spots him next, as Haibram comes to the edges of the residencies. He jumps onto and off a passing water taxi in one of the canals to reach the next city block.
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Storyteller's Aside
Jenk: You felt it for a split-second, as you passed through the middle of that 'crowd.' Something stirred in you, some purpose yet realized, like they were all looking to you for just a moment. It could have been so they didn't step on you, but still, all eyes were on Jenk.
Fleur: How will you ever find where you're supposed to be? What's a beautiful, aloof elf to do?
Alwin: You catch yourself smiling as Erastil pulls ahead of you, eyes trained on your stone-brother.
Vasimiri: Such a busy bipedal city is wholly foreign, yet something stirs in you as you watch the dwarf leap onto a water taxi. Are you sure your two legs can handle that?
Thornharp: You're feeling a bit peckish, your leaves still yawning for the sun to warm them. You don't want to let down Teacher Ot by being late to Alandri, but you barely had time to gain your bearings.
Everyone give me an Athletics check as you attempt to follow Haibram and catch your own passing water taxi!