Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140305014006/@comment-11457306-20140308003815

M'Nara followed the men, carrying the bag of items she had put together as hers now. She looked around with wide eyes at all of the strange sights, so different from her village of tents and different even than al-Gaib. She dodged as a woman threw a bucket of something vile out of a window and wrinkled her nose in disgust. She hoped they did not have to stay here long, but perhaps she could find a merchant to convert the rest of her jewelry to gold. She still needed a chemist and she needed to replace her hairbrush. Her long black hair was becoming quite tangled.