Looking for Ships (Solo Job)

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It was that time again when the town of Hargeon becomes so impossibly packed with people that it becomes a chore to move anywhere in the thick mess of bodies, this time seeming to originate from the docks - it seemed like some sort of event was going on and judging by this line it was from there. Seryth had only found his way to town a day earlier when this mass of a line became evident on the morning. These people seemed too consumed by the event and from where Seryth was sitting, he could get a good look at what was exactly going on. Shifting down from his high perhaps, he began to tabulate the data in his mind, coming to the conclusion that a boat from one of the nations outside of Fiore had arrived.

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As the man was deep in thought about how to best proceed - there were myriad ways in which he could though few true paths to the goal which he sought to reach - three shapes caught the corner of his eye, upon the top of a building to his right side. Shifting his body, Seryth examined the three figures, each of them wreathed in a beige cloak which covered their persons So, he wasn't the only one having thoughts about cutting through such a large and un-orderly line. Seryth would let the three cloaks to proceed first, perhaps they would get caught and allow his attempt to go through un-noticed.

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If the boat had others from the nations outside of Fiore, then it could be interesting to purview the details of the meeting, which was why Seryth had taken down from the roof and out to the front of the old building. The daylight rays of sunshine poked out of the old awning above the arch-way which Seryth now stood under, fingers of sunlight shining on his left eye as he took to a traipse forth and into the bulging crowd. This was one thing which Seryth could not stand - the masses organized in a line which would take hours to process through. he had to sort his way around and find some way to bypass the line entirely but could it be done?

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So then, Seryth's continued analysis of the scene presented an interesting venue of approach which he could take to provide the greatest percentage of success while keeping an eye on both the slowly-moving line and the beige-clad individuals. Their antics brought a slight smirk to Seryth's lips as he slid his cloak from his body to reveal the large red 'coat' underneath. He now began to take off from the porch and head to the end of the line as his eyes focused upon the others, passing by the crowd, he took to the entrance to a particular alleyway, focusing upon the three. He cackled as the three of them got caught after trying to break the line. It was now his moment.

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Stepping into the alleyway quickly, the back of Seryth began to change and shift rapidly, the cloak seeming to unfold from every which way as he now took to a run headlong throughout the alleyway then to lift up in the air slowly but surely until the 'coat' was released and extended into a pair of bat-like wings. As he lifted up, Seryth's expert eyes spotted his target, angling his body to take to the skies and then to his destination. Finally he wrestled down and landed into the turret of the guard house and slid into the line. Ten minutes later, rather than a few hours, he was at the forefront. It was here that Seryth signed up for the passport and was lauded off, a victor in his endeavour.

"Seryth Essora of West Fiore Trading Company,”

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