Geledon

Dehrmid sniffed in distaste, not at all comfortable in the ragged streets of Undercity. She was a Citadel Guard, The One granted, and this was NOT guarding the Citadel. A dwarf, smelling of sweat and liquor bumped against her hip. It took all of her control not to bump back just as hard. "Grubby little toads." She muttered. Such creatures were strange to her, only having been away from the Citadel once to escort her Ladyship to the Treaty with the Dramadahd. At that point in time she had no time for gawking. She wished she had the excuse now... There wasnt much to look at a few low born Eolcine, doing shopping for the households they served, a contingent of dwarves, all looking dirty from work, probably from the mines on the edge of the river, and a larger chunk of the Dramadahd, mainly the families who had been born under the Eolcine houses and didnt bother to return to the Forest Homeland.
Curiosity pricked at her, objects, scents, and foods she had never seen before pulled at her attention. She pressed onward, ignoring the little grabs at her attention. An Eolcine was above all this muck and bustle... Surely. So she had been told at least. It was hard to argue with what had been ingrained into her head since she could understand... and she had a task which remained more important to her than the most beautiful treasure Undercity had to offer. She had been given and order by the Captain of the Guard. Find Remalno Haslo and retrieve the information he had brought back. It wasnt the most informative order but she knew of Remalno's habits well enough to be able to find him.
It, in fact, had taken more time than she had anticipated, already having spent half a day down in the dirty streets. She was at the last place she could think to look before she had to really start getting her hands dirty. The little shop, a collection of books and magic oddities, looked like the only thing keeping it upright were the newer edifices on either side. Peeling red paint showed wooden shingles and a sign waggling precariously in the slight wind read "Gregorio's Odds and Ends". With a sigh and a sharp nod she pushed the door open and ignored the tinkling of tiny bells.

will some one aprove me??