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Starter Blog for FallenStarsHQ please tag all starters with fs x open starter

[windreiter]

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“So that’s the famous bridge?” Ferin slowly turned around, taking in the vast shimmering lake - so big he had first thought he stood at the shore of another sea, one he had yet to travel upon, and looked over the massive bridge that span across the water, right to the doors of the ancient library. It was crowded, with stalls selling good, another branch of the market day, and people, so many people. “Excuse me?”, he spoke to no one in particular but was clearly confused, “Is that a small theater party? On the bridge? And traveling performers?” This city surely was insane. Market Day, what an… occasion.

[missxpip]

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The young widow spend the majority of her life reading. Her own home was filled with books but her great pleasure was the old library. She was making her way to the city square, enjoying the morning sun and the busy stress that came with people shopping, working and socialising. Her life had changed so much in such a short space of time. Being married so young to an older man, her husband passing and yet, she had more freedom than she ever had.  Though she was stopped in her tracks, glancing around her. “Are… there more guards than usual?” she asked a nearby person.

[becwinger]

In the three months she had already spend in Brassbridge Aleera had developed a liking of The Cob Web, a big inn at the crossroads between the outskirts of town and the city proper. There were always so many merchants, travellers, and a townspeople from all parts of life. One more stranger never caught anyone’s eye. And it was that anonymity that she longed for, that silence that brought her peace. For now. News of the diplomats from Thule had travelled through the city on fast wings and she was lost in thought that day, unsure how to react. Was queen Brunhilde sending them to bring Aleera’s head back on a pike?  She flinched when someone stepped too close, already seeing assassins around every corner. Her sudden movement send her crashing into the other person, drink splattering onto her dress and the already dirty floor underneath them. “I am sorry, I never saw you there”, she swallowed down her fear, “Would you like me to repay you for that?”