<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><div style="text-align: center">The urgency in Cersei's tone caused Lucca to give her undivided attention. The news of leaving Tarak was something serious, even more so if Cersei wanted to enlist Lucca into her ranks. Her single emerald eye peered over Cersei's shoulder and fell upon Koh to whom she gave a nod. Lulu didn't like to lend her services unless she received something for it, but due to current circumstances, it appeared that she had no choice but to help. Even if it meant for free.<br/>
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" <b>Follow me.</b> "<br/>
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She began to walk through the crowd, pushing her way through toward a cart full of strange and fantastic looking odds and ends. The man that owned the cart gave a toothy grin to Lucca as she approached, but the smile faded as he noticed that she was being followed. She jerked her head to the side at the man, an unspoken order to stand aside. As the man did so, he revealed a small hole at the base of the wall. Without hesitation, Lucca entered the entrance and exited into a medium sized cellar. The walls were filled with weapons of all sorts. This was her sanctuary.​</div></span>