<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=1437.msg47832#msg47832">Quote from: Pixel on 11-09-2005, 20:45:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jess pauses, doing the tourist thing and eyeing the window displays. Tis a very large shop but nothing perks her interest to investigate further inside. She turns west, moving past the next window. She can see the water off in the distance ahead of her. She continue walking towards it along this street.<br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>You continue your stroll down the road.  The Foreign Imports take up alot of the area on the corner building; nestled beside it is a jewelry store.  You notice that the window is surrounded by security pressure tape.<br/><br/>Beyond that is a stand alone Art Imports building.  Behind you can hear the sounds of more commerse down those adjacent alleys.  The next building along the southern edge of the district is another Imports show.<br/><br/>the last building is a warehouse, albeit one that looks like it's currently abandoned.  By the state of the building, it doesn't appear to have been used in years.  Behind it, at the edge of the waterfront is another warehouse, this one protected behind chainlink fence which runs from the edge o the wharf all the way to the abandoned building   you notice motion, and a curious Doberman Pinscher comes to investigate you peering into the area behind the fence<br/>