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She had not intended to make her return known, not yet, not so soon. There was, after all, so much that could be learned without the burden of being seen, without being known. Aleira's commitment to Outentown and the wilds that sprawled beyond and in between it's fields and pasturelands was not a simple one, she could not deign to trust even those folk who best took heed of her advice; yet she could not be seen to mistrust them. So it was unfortunate that circumstances had forced her to show her hand so early, before she could come to know all she needed to know to carry on her work and her duty, but when the warden stands on the side of the huntress; the course of the trail cannot always lead plainly towards it's goal. And that paths bend and crook at the strangest of places was evident to a fault that warm but gusting spring morning in Sarshel's Southern ward, she had waited quite some time for Johlm Tenmar to come tend his business, the one that had so narrowly avoided being reduced to naught by rubble thrown from the Temple of the Triad many moons past - but he came eventually, in boisterous mood or in one more austere? Likely the latter, being a man of tradition and propriety. And just so, it was with seemliness becoming an Impilturan that he was greeted by Aleira, but even for all her manners, precious little time was spent on indulging in pleasantries.
"I seek a gemstone..."
Those first words spoken beyond customary greeting went perhaps without saying, seeing as they found themselves in a jewellers atelier, but Aleira continued to elaborate in short order.
"A specific stone, and the man-... The gnome who has purchased it, perhaps sold it on."
A silver coin was rather abruptly untucked from Aleira's coin pouch and solemnly placed upon the glass display neath which rested fine testaments of the goldsmith's artisanship. Surely, his business had deteriorated in the face of recent hardships, or perhaps it had picked up? The gold, silver and jewels he plied might after all be of more lasting value than coin in turbulent times. Whatever the case, a shining lady offered in exchange for information was a sure sign that the ranger did not seek to waste the man's time, or her own.
"Have you dealt with a gnome in recent moons? Perhaps one with particular interest in Lapiz Lazuli or Blue Aquamarine?"
So it began, the first leg of what Aleira hoped would be a brief divergence from her multitude of paths; this at first glance seemingly hopeless search for a simple gemstone and the merchant who had come to own it. If naught came of this line of inquiry, perhaps the day would bring better news once Aleira saw Outentown? Mrs. Pontek had after all assured that she would ask her husband if he had anything to recall about the selling of said gem, and Mrs. Pontek had certainly proven to be a woman of her plentiful words.
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