I look at my quarry from afar in the markets of Baldur's Gate. I take the appearance of a fair Elvish woman, with a green dress and fair skin. I turn my nose up slightly as I do, but begin to follow. Dusk soon approaches... And this one seems fun. Cute? Maybe. But easy to toy with...
I hum to myself, smiling as I walk through the streets of the Lower City, holding a brown paper bag of produce in my arms. I should be getting home quickly. Almost sunset... I walk onward, clueless. There's a clearing square with a fountain in the middle, and nobody around- but I'm acutely aware of the one other person here...