Carrion moved with the flow of the crowed, heading towards the exit of the station. With a hop and a sidestep he managed to extradite himself from the mass of people and was deposited in front of the information board for the Lightning Rail. It listed the times of departure and arrival, cost for coach and upper class, all within a veritable forest of advertisement posters.<br/><br/>He scanned the leaflets, seeing ads for businesses such as “Adventurers Needed! Slay  Dire Rats for Gold!” and “Have your fortune read by the blind, snake-haired goddess! Only 5 silver, located in the Cogs”. Carrion was about to leave when something caught his eye. It was a well made poster with dark green lettering. It was an advertisement for a live show, enthusiastically proclaiming a prominent member of House Lyrandar would be playing. Underneath was a very well drawn black and white picture of a half-elf in a pose, wearing a very well made dress. Scrawled below was a caption stating “Kivaira Cayosinmiirik Kitril D’ Lyranda doing the Epic of Lyria and the Dragon”. His scaled brows shot up in surprise as he tore the ad down and held it closer.<br/><br/>“Hey mister, I take it you wish ta see the pretty lady?” came a small voice behind him with a tug on his cloak. Carrion turned around to see no one but then looked down. Up at him smile a thin child, wearing leather breeches and a clean white shirt, with a small embroidered snake on the collar. She tucked a strand of black hair behind her slightly pointed ear and smiled wider. “Names Minegethiel Aldavaul, but I just go by Myn for short,” she says in a chipper voice. “You look new here. No one knows this city like I do and I can take you anywhere you want for just 2 copper.”<br/><br/>Carrion was rather taken aback by the sudden outburst from the small child, saying nothing but having a wide eyed look on his face. “Uh…,’ he started, his jaw working slowly. “Can you find me this woman?” he asks uncertain, showing the poster to Myn. The girl snagged the poster out of his hand and gave it a quick scan.<br/><br/>“Well of course I can find her! This is Gailan’s in the the Torchfire District in Lower Menthis. I can get you there in no time. It is just 2 copper Sir,” she says, holding out her hand to him expectantly. Carrion looks around in his pockets, coming up empty. He takes off his backpack and reaches inside, thinking about the coins he needs. He comes out with a single solid gold coin.<br/><br/>“This is all I have on me,” he says, handing it to her. Myn’s eyes go wide as saucers and snatches up the gold coin in a blink of an eye.<br/><br/>“I will take you anywhere you want Milord,” she says with a flourishing bow and a twinkle in her eye. “Ask and I shall deliver.” Carrion wondered if this is how his Master feels all the time. Perhaps. Myn took him by the hand and led him through the city. Time passed in a blur for Carrion as he is pulled through Sharn by Myn. It was so big, so colorful. He had never seen so many different kinds of people in one place before. If it wasn’t for Myn, he would be hopelessly lost.<br/><br/>“Here we are Milord,” she says, stopping in front of Gailan’s. “I told you I would find it for you. Her show should have already started by now. I am sorry for not being able to get you here in time to see the opening act.” She turns to him and gives him a downtrodden look that Carrion was helpless against.<br/><br/>“Oh no! Don’t be sorry,” he says, feeling horrible. “I just needed to find her. I need to protect her,” he says. He stops himself before he could say more but he feels he might have said too much already.<br/><br/>Myn gives her a big smile up at Carrion, sparkles in her eyes. “Protect her! Are you a knight Milord?” she says, hands grasped in front of her. Carrion had no idea how to respond to this, standing awkwardly in front of the establishment with an elf child looking up at him like her hero.<br/><br/>He leans down and whispers into her ear, “Yes, I am a Knight in service to my Master, charged with protecting this lady from evil. I don’t wish her enemies to know of me so you must keep quiet about this, alright?” he asks her. She smiles wider, cannot believing her luck to find herself right in the middle of such an adventure.<br/><br/>“Oh yes Milord!” she says in hushed excitement, nodding her head. “I will say nothing. If you ever need help from me again, just find me at the train station.” She gives him a small bow and a giggle and runs off into the streets.<br/>Carrion stands, shaking his head and taking a deep breath to clear his thoughts. He turned and walked up to Gailans, slipping inside. The hostess stopped him once he got inside.<br/><br/>“Sir, this show has already started and seats are at a premium. The only seats we have left are the upper balcony and those are reserved for people of taste,” she says, giving him a once over, almost taking offence at his traveling clothes.<br/><br/>He shuffled awkwardly in front of the hostess, not wanting to fight. “How much is it for a table?” he asks, not wanting to look her in the eye.<br/><br/>“5 silver,” she says. Carrion pulled out another gold piece from his backpack and handed it to her. “Right this way sir,” she says with a big smile as she leads him up to top balcony. He takes a seat in a very well made, cushioned chair at the edge of the balcony with a great view on the stage. “A waiter will be right with you to take your order sir, enjoy your stay at Gailans,” the Hostess said with a smile. A bright flash startled Carrion as he turned to see the woman on the stage blowing fire out of her mouth. He was amazed that there was someone with the same abilities as him and he watched intently to her next act.