The lightning Draconian bursts out of Zuiigri's house and heads straight for the Mage's Guild, weaving between the people in her path and trying not to trample them.
She heads inside and briskly approaches the front desk. She slams two gold pieces onto the counter, snapping the Mage's Guild member out of their work. They look up at her as she reaches beyond and snatches the quill from his hand, which he immediately begins protesting, and then swipes a blank parchment. She tears it in half and then scribbles a quick message before shoving quill and parchment back into the members face.
"I need you to send this. Right now. It's urgent." Storm inhales and exhales deeply, trying to keep her breathing under control.
The young mage looks at the parchment in his face and takes it from her. Then he stands and swipes the two gold off the countertop.
"Please, follow me." The mage says and leads Storm over to send the missive.
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As soon as the missive is sent, Storm exits the Mage's Guild and disappears into the crowd in the streets.
Standing a few feet from the Mage's Guild doors, an elf with long blonde hair watches Storm leave the Mage's Guild then turns on heel and heads in the opposite direction.
