"We are looking for a man, he's about this tall, has short blonde hair, and he probably came around with a carriage and two horses. His name is Leon" Xenia described Leon with gestures to another small woman, who was a trader. She stood behind a stall displaying different fruits.
"Ohh yes! A man that fit that description came into this town a few weeks ago, I think he eventually found accommodation on Ellan Street." The woman spoke cheerfully.
"Oh, and where might that be?" Asked Light, jumpimg into the conversation.
"Just down the road, take a left turn, get to the end—then take a right turn.
'Easy enough.' Jacob mused, still looking around, in his former life he had a certain disorder known as claustrophobia. He subconsciously expected it to affect him in this moment, but he felt the opposite, a warm feeling washed over him as he watched the swarm of people go up and down the street.
