Jane drops a purse full of gold on the counter and gets up, rushing to get out of the inn to find just what the hell was going on. She burst out of the doors and quickly took refuge in the nearby alleyway, looking out occasionally but staying in her hiding spot, just in case she was being followed. The rouge's chest raised and lowered, she didn't know why, but this place actually scared her in some way, no, frightened her rather.
As expected, she saw the waitress and several patrons come outside in search of her and he reached for her weapon, only to find it was oddly missing. Muttering curses and more profanities, the rouge slipped into the basement from the rear of the building and looked around, enveloped in total darkness. That is, until a massive statue began to glow.
Shielding her eyes, the woman approached the strange, obese looking statue and looked at the light purple gem radiating the glow that illuminated the room. Awestruck, as one would be, she reached up, touching the gem with a slender finger and gasping, the world around her had melted and she was now...
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