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Vanjirra nodded releived that this was the right place and some random other village that she would be ran out of by the inhabitants. She walked in nodding to the Nord woman in gratitude and looking over the Bosmer in curiousity. She had been to valenhood in her youth, but spent very little time there, maybe he might be a navtive from there. She pushed the thought back into her mind, deeming it a bit rude to question someone about their homeland upon first meeting and such.

She wandered into the village, quickly becoming destracted from actually being in a walled town without being almost immidiently kicked out for false accuations. Her hand opened, glowing with a red aura around it and muttered a few words. Soon a flash of red light appeared on the ground and a small creature, standing about the size of a small dog appeared beside her and looked up at the khajiit. "Anything you need of me mistress?" it said with a high and raspy voice. "Walk with me. see if you can find anything of intrest from my side." she said as she wandered around for a bit.

"Oi You there! Come here.." She turned toward the loud voice coming from inside and flicked her ear for a moment. "That must be the master. Come." She said, the scamp following hurriedly behind her. She wandered toward the where the voice had come from, but every now and again deviating from where she was heading to look at something before heading inside the tower.

In all honesty, from the group that she had seen, he felt quite alone in the fact that she was the only khajiit and knowing the relations between some races were still strained even after the war. She sighed to herself. "If this doesn't work out, Ii could possibly join a caravan somewhere..." she muttered to herself, putting up her hood just in case she was questioned.