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located in Cre' Est, a part of Assassin's Pledge: Awakening, one of the many universes on RPG.

Cre' Est

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Character Portrait: Linde Xe' Almna Character Portrait: Lonán Arzura Character Portrait: Korriban "Aetrius" Borral
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Linde spent several minutes waiting for any signs that others around may have needed medical help, but it seemed that the worst had passed. Most who were in need of medical attention had already received it or were receiving it from the local doctor at his clinic just down the street.

But it was Linde who had drawn a crowd with her swift work on the poor maimed girl. As she turned in a circle, searching for someone to help, she was met with many unfamiliar faces... Most of them men.

But thankfully, a woman on a horse approached Linde asking if she knew a place to stay for a few hours.

Linde nodded with a smile and pointed her finger.

"If you follow this road north there is a tavern on the left with a black sign that reads Hilltop Tavern. And if you find a red sign hanging above the door about four doors down, that's the Leschien Potts Inn. Either one would be a good place to put up your feet for a time. The inn keep is very kindly and would let you rest in the lobby on the sofa or a chair for as long as you need."

She gave the woman a small bow of her head following her answer and turned to the crowd to quickly ask, "Um... Is anyone else in need of medical attention?"

A couple men began to crowd her not a moment after asking.

"Aye, girl. I'm in need of medical. Somethin' isn't quite right with uh..." He pointed to his groin. "If ya know what I mean?"

The other came in close and put his hand on her rump, which earned a slight yip of surprise.

But in that moment... Her face darkened.

"Sirs. Please do not crowd me. I do not appre-"

Her rump received a spank from the one whose hand was there.

"Aw, come on darlin'. Don't be turnin' away the poor who need yer aid now." He said, gripping her rear with two of his fingers dangerously close to a certain spot.

Linde's eyes narrowed, and her face contorted into a deep frown as she analyzed the men very briefly in her mind.

The one touching me... He's fine. No broken bones. No discolored skin. Just ragged clothes and a horrid stench. Homeless, no doubt. Obnoxious, but otherwise no threat. But the other... She thought.

She looked at the man who was not gripping her up and down, head to toe, and back again.

Well muscled. Could be an ex-warrior or fighter of some kind. A soldier? No. Soldiers hold themselves to higher standards than this. But that musculature worries me. He looks heavy too... He could be a problem. She thought.

Linde's left hand curled slightly, her fingers tensing as her right hand slowly curled into a fully fledged fist, preparing for a fight.