[Steel Shadow]

A happy whistle drifted through the sunny streets of Marldukes as a man wearing the traditional robes of the mage guild's air branch strolled along, occasionally looking around to watch goings on around him with curiosity. From time to time he would pull out a piece of paper from one of his many pockets and look it over before glancing at the nearest street sign. Each time he folded the paper away carefully and continued on his journey. Clearly, the man was looking for something.

Eventually, after searching for some time on his own, he gave up and approached a guard on patrol.

"Hey there, excuse me?" he waved in greeting, "Could you help me out? I'm looking for this address..." He paused there, his hand in his pocket searching. Blinking, he peered down and held the pocket open to look into. "Huh.. weird, it was here just a second ago... Ah, give me a second... Oh! It was in my other hand!"

The mans face coloured red in embarrassment as he dropped his robe back down and opened up the piece of paper in his hand. Grinning and rubbing the back of his head, he presented it to the guard. It read 'The Azure Street Stop', followed by a short address, and the name of the city.

The guard kept an impassive face on as he glanced at the note and gave the man directions to the pub, which was only a few streets away. The man smiled and thanked him with a thumbs up before moving out of his way with a hasty bow, during which his feet got tangled up in one of the lower parts of his robe and he tripped over, landing on his rear. The guard was gracious enough to ignore it.

With another hasty "Thanks!" Soan Spirare took the path he had been directed to, drawing closer to his destination. Smiling, he began to whistle once more.