It was a good thing that Brea did know the streets so well.  As she slid out the back door, she heard Star yelling to Feathlion in the kitchen, "Where is that lazy girl?"  Feath looked at Brea as she paused for a moment at the doorway and yelled out, "She's in the privy Star, she'll be right there."  Then he looked at Brea and the coin purse tied to her belt.  He nodded, and she could almost sense that it was a goodbye.<br/><br/>In the alley there stood a paladin, in the dim light and shadows of the two buildings.  But he wasn't watching the back door, he was looking out, towards the street.  On feet borne of stepping lightly to prevent floor boards from creaking, the girl dashed the other way down the alley.  Left right left through a broken fence over a crumbling wall, and check behind her.  There was no sign that she was being pursued.  She thought, maybe, she had made it safely away.  Certainly she would have heard the heavy armor of the paladins if they'd followed.  She had made clean her getaway, and with her best serving garment and all of her coin too.<br/><br/>"But where too now?"  Brea heard a voice behind her.  She turned and there was no one there.  "Relax Brea, it's just me."  The voice came from behind her again, and she again looked behind her.  "Oh for the blood of Azmodan..." the voice grumbled, "It's me, the woman in the stone.  I'm not actually speaking, I'm talking to you telepathically.  Now... You did a good job avoiding the paladins, but they'll be looking for you now.  So the question remains... where too now?"