The sun was beginning to set, and the many workers began to walk home. Jadae weaved through the crowds, listening to the shouts and calls of merchants and traders. If they did decide to go on the search, she would miss the hustle and bustle of everyday life in Dale.
Jadae walked deeper into the trading town, into an area where many merchants and craftsmen lived and worked. Signs hung from in front of each shop. Anyone could tell what was sold in each shop the shape of the sign. One street was mostly candle makers. Another sold perfumes and different scents-though the pungent smell could inform someone of that. Jadae walked past a shop selling jewelry and other such finery. Another small shop specialized in writing letters and painting portraits. Jadae walked past all the familiar shops, saying or waving a 'hello' to people she knew.
Jadae came to a halt in front of 'The Rusty Hilt'. She walked into the inn, and searched the main room for Jack. She found him, talking to an elderly couple. Jadae let him finish talking to them, and took a seat near the front of the tavern.
Jadae wondered if Arethin, Angalos, and Anuion would show up. She knew full well that Jack did not believe in the tale. Jadae wasn't sure about Angalos, but it seemed she, Arethin, and Anuion believed in the story.
Jack finished talking to the couple, and walked over to where Jadae sat. "Do you think they will show?" Jadae asked Jack.
[ February 01, 2003: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]
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