<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/88/RhapsodyJasmine.jpg)</div><strong>Jasmine<br/>Location: Agrabah Palace<br/>Tags: Rajah</strong><br/><br/>Everyone knew the name of Jasmine, but few had seen her face so sheltered had her existence been. The guards roaming the streets might recognize her, but that was why good cloaks had good hoods. She browsed the stalls open in the night markets, delighted at her own daring at engineering yet another escape. The city streets may as well have been a far-off kingdom to her, so rarely was she permitted to walk them.<br/><br/>She picked up a trinket, some brass piece of junk from a caliphate across the dunes and examined it. The stall keeper immediately perked up, extolling the virtues of the item in question, but Jasmine's interest had already waned. She placed it back on the pile of similar geegaws and moved onto the next stall.<br/><br/>She distantly heard some shouting, and the crumbling of stone. She frowned and looked in the direction the commotion had come from. Curiosity piqued, she moved in that direction, but it had passed by the time she arrived. All that was left was a set of claw marks in a stone fountain. She ran her hand over the gouges, and her frown deepened.<br/><br/>An ill feeling niggled in the pit of her stomach. Something had happened here, and Jasmine didn't like the look of it.