Winter in Alexandria

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Characters: Marquis Halim Ondore IV & OPEN to whomever
Progress: Incomplete
Summary: After quitting Lindblum with the Onion Knight in tow, the Marquis finally makes his way to fair Alexandria.
Location: Alexandria, the town.
Date: January 1804
Warnings: None


While the journey to Alexandria may have been a long one, these two unlikely adventurers managed to reach the town just a minute after two. Riding from Lindblum to the South Gate proved to be arduous than the Marquis assumed, a pleasant surprise. With the Onion Knight towing along, this slightly boring trip turned out to be a tad more pleasant than it should have been if Ondore decided to venture alone. Grateful for the young knight's companionship, Ondore hoped that his nice wouldn't mind if he invited the young man to visit her and Lord Nabradia. Certain that the young queen wouldn't shun his newly made friend, the Marquis led the way towards the rural town thanks to the helpful guide of some of the wayfarers they met at the gate.

"Ah, so this is Alexandria?" Halim questioned aloud as he gawked at the whimsical scenery before him. While winter chill still clung within the air, this beautiful town reminded him a little of fair Bhujerba. Perhaps it was the more laid-back atmosphere that made him think of his homeland but whichever the case, the Marquis certainly felt at home here.

"Come now, we mustn't linger for lo-" Ondore's words were cut short once he realized his faithful companion seemed to have wandered off into the crowd. With a deep sigh, the Marquis decided to search for the nearest inn on his lonesome.

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Steiner could be found inspecting the docks, making sure that it was adequately guarded. The Alexandrian soldiers were under strict instructions not to ferry anyone to the castle unless their identity could be verified.

He stared at passers-by, always suspecting a potential threat.

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Getting past Steiner that afternoon had not been easy. In the wake of the fiend infestation, she'd been hard-pressed to get out of the palace without a small entourage. On this particular afternoon, however, she did not wish to be followed so closely. The last thing she wanted was for everyone to see where she was going, or to observe the guard outside of her destination. She didn't need more rumors spread than already had.

So, on this cold winter afternoon, she'd pulled on her warmest traveling clothes; a pair of wool pants, and leather riding boots, with a white blouse. All of this was half obscured by the heavy white-mage robe she wore over it, the white and red hood pulled up to shield her ears from the cold. She'd been so preoccupied in making sure she wasn't being watched, that she didn't see the older gentleman until she bumped into him. that was the problem with hoods -- no peripheral vision.