[ While Tyr was usually home - watching Gregminster life pass beneath his window - he decided today, he should try to get out again. This was the city he remembered and loved. It wasn't the same place he saw three years ago when he left or six years ago when he ran from it. It was a new city, but some things didn't change.
And festivals were the most conservative part of Gregminster.
Leaving for the streets, Tyr dressed himself casually, but more nicely than he would if he were just spending time at home. The number of people, the sound of their voices and the clatter of their feet and the hum of music being played...somewhere. He couldn't tell.
Even with this crowd, though, there was one person that stood out. She reminded him of the first time he went to the Palace when he was a child and couldn't stop looking around.
He didn't trust his voice to reach her amid all the others, so he first announced himself with a top on her arm. ]
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And festivals were the most conservative part of Gregminster.
Leaving for the streets, Tyr dressed himself casually, but more nicely than he would if he were just spending time at home. The number of people, the sound of their voices and the clatter of their feet and the hum of music being played...somewhere. He couldn't tell.
Even with this crowd, though, there was one person that stood out. She reminded him of the first time he went to the Palace when he was a child and couldn't stop looking around.
He didn't trust his voice to reach her amid all the others, so he first announced himself with a top on her arm. ]
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