A mystery....<br/><br/>Kizzie allowed herself a smile, and the slim elven boy scurried forward, keeping her short, thin swords held tight to her hips so that they wouldn't bounce too much. She couldn't pass up an opportunity to explore, especially since she had so much time left -- she still hadn't even "outstayed her welcome" at the place she had stayed last night, and could go back again tonight comfortably. But a mystery... a mystery was something she had difficulty ignoring, and her curiosity was already getting the better of her as she dashed down that enigmatic path. The branching street to the left (always the left) of the inner city was Kizzie's target.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>