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"Oh lad, you don't insult me. In fact, it should be me apologizing to you. I'm the town repairman, so everybody comes to me with their repairing problems. Everybody seems to know me here, even the little ones."

*Edgar waves at a family whose children are waving at him.*

"So honestly, I'm sorry to say that I haven't met you yet.

*Edgar poked the bar with his fingers getting the attention of Dim.*

"Say there Dim, how about one more before I head back?"

"Coming right up Ed."

*Edgar turns back toward Fenris*

"Say lad, how would you like to take a trip with me down to the docks? I got a box of tools coming in and I could use some help carrying it back."

*Edgar got up and walked to door.*

"See ya tomorrow Dim"

*He swung open the door and followed Fenris out. Edgar then began the short trek around the tavern to the southern pier.*

"Me father always wanted me to some sort of lawmaker, but when I touched me first wrench..."

*He motions the gripping of a wrench in his left hand*

"Nothing ever felt sweeter. What about you? How did you come to thieving?"

"Oh lad, I'm sorry."

*Edgar continued walking in pensive mood. He was trying to maintain a upbeat conversation.*

"I have an idea."

*Edgar stopped just short of the pier. The waves were crashing underneath the dock. The seamen were pulling crates off the closest ship, putting them in a storage house.*

"I've always wanted to enter the forest. You know, just to see what's out there."

"Hey Eddy, come to pick up your trinkets?"

*Turning to the man who yelled, Edgar put up his index finger.*

"Just a sec Scorn."

"Come on, get your crap off my dock."

*He turned back to Fenris.*

"So how about it?"

"Alright, alright."

*Edgar spent the next several minutes grabbing crate after crate and placing them on the grass just off the dock. He then went over to settle with Scorn.*

"Alright Scorn, how much I owe ya?"

"I'd say about 100."

"Thousand? For 12 crates? It's usually about 25 thousand credits there Scorn."

"Yeah, but the ship got hit by some of the local thieves about 5 miles out. Obviously there was something onboard that was highly valuable. So I'm just covering my own business, you know?"

"Or it could just be that the ship entered the port of Raithem. A place known for its thieves."

"Listen, I don't care what you think happened. Either pay it or leave the boxes."

*Edgar looked back toward Fenris with a concerned look on his face. He was hoping that this wasn't leaving a bad impression on his new friend.*

A small girl, barely into womanhood came scurrying down to the docks at a rather hurried pace. She made a soft jingling noise as she moved, the sound of gold against gold, though it didn't sound like coins. She wore a long brown leather overcoat which hid nearly every inch of skin on her body, baring only her hands, head, and neck.
On her neck, a small blue ribbon with a single gold bell dangling from the center, the mark of a Mistress of 'The Fair Paramour.' Only they wore collars, no matter how small or simple or jeweled they sometimes were, only the Mistresses wore collars.
The girl was once known in the city as the poor beggar Demi, called such for her petite size and shape, she was renamed by Duchess Alora to be Yara only three weeks past. Hoping to encourage her growth in one way or another as she learned the arts of womanhood, Yara means Small Butterfly.
She approached rather quickly for the short legs she must have beneath her leather coat, her eyes moving past the cargo, Edgar and even Fenris.

"Captain! Excuse me, Captain Scorn." Called the meekest voice one might barely hear over the soft jingling.

*Fenris did a quick triple-take at what he had just heard.*

"Just as I was starting to like him too... I even did him a favor!" *Fenris muttered to himself.*

*He spun from Scorn and made his way towards Edgar.*

"I really hope you did not do what I think you just did. Do you have any idea who she is? Or better yet, who she works for!?"

*Fenris looked accusingly at Edgar, his expression completely changed from only a minute ago.*

"I hope for your sake that you act this way out of ignorance, and not of prejudice. I was beginning to like you, and I would hate to make another enemy instead of friend."

Yara was obviously startled at first and very confused by the actions before her. She gazed at the man who knelt with her mousey brown eyes as he softly asked her a question.
It had been so long since someone asked her name, even when it had been changed, it seemed everyone simply knew. She quickly regained her composure, took a deep breath, and gave the man her bravest-sincere smile (which was tiny like herself). "I am a Mistress if the Duchess Alore," she said gesturing to her collar, "I am called Yara. I apologize for not knowing you, sir, I had believed I knew everyone in Raithem..."

Her eyes moved to Fenris momentarily, "It is good to see you Mister Fenris, My Sanam will appreciate your assistance in educating this fine sir. I am certain she would like to see the both of you at your earliest convenience." She smiled again at both of them before looking toward Scorn.

Yara had the raise her voice so that he might hear her, however even then it was difficult. "Captain Scorn, sir, My Lady, The Duchess has urgent business to discuss." She produced a bound and sealed paper from her sleeve and held it out for Scorn to take.

Yara watched the exchange quietly waiting for Scorn. "I shall escort you to the Duchess, Captain, she requested as much. However she wishes not to be a burden, I will wait until you are ready to leave." The small mousy girl smiled softly at him.