<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/8/8f/Marguerite_Tuerny_07.jpg/600px-Marguerite_Tuerny_07.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marguerite Tuerny<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 3, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Early Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Street<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/87/Victorian_Travel_Dress.jpg)</div>Marguerite paused in mid-street.  The directions were so simple.  Down the street to the town center, then look east and head toward the bell tower.  All well and good, only the bell tower wasn't that obvious in the gathering dark, and two of the dozen or so roads leaving the town hub headed generally east.  She took the wider of them, only to find it lined with saloons and gambling dens and places even worse.  One particularly impressive such place - proclaiming itself a Casino - was off to her left.  She'd stepped into the street to avoid the big building and the long porch in front of it - a porch well-lit by lanterns and crowded with two or three unsavory types a lady would do well to avoid.<br/><br/>Only - the other side of the street was just as disturbing, and darker.  Maybe she should just go back to the hotel and find the chapel in the morning.  But she was out now... maybe if she re-traced her steps and tried that other road...  She didn't hesitate long, before her sweetly flared hips twisted and she turned about to return from whence she came.