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Filth litters the darkened streets belonging to that of the third sector. No shortage of thugs can be sighted whilst this Eirei treks betwixt flickering streetlights, verdant tufts gleaming ever so with each, swift glance he proffers to each side. Titters, only in the slightest distance within the alleys, do ears hearken to, these vigilant eyes of an Archer now more perceptive -- focused -- in their attempts to locate the origins. Ah, that is until soles halt in note of resonating footsteps trailing after. "I was told that many 'hooligans' lurked on these streets, preying on innocents who cannot seem to defend themselves properly," he muses aloud, directed toward this entity on a lonesome stroll.
"I seek them in favour of a lovely maiden they targeted before. Do you happen to know where they might reside? I will repay you for your aid."









