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[Elena is down by the ports. Particularly, she's in a family warehouse. She finds checking on the shipments herself to be favorable to sitting around in an empty house or entertaining guests she has no desire to see. When everything appears to be in order, she spends some time simply watching the shipments coming in and out of the port. She knows there are some eyes on her and hushed whispers - she's made so few public appearances since the death of her brother a few months ago - but she ignores them as best she can.]
[She can't loiter all day at the docks though as much as she'd like to. She has some engagements she can't break off and makes her way back home to change dresses. She does make a quick pit stop at a blacksmith, however, to pick up a package. She's the last one standing in her family. There may not be much she can do for herself, but Elena won't be a victim.]
[Not anymore.]
[She can't loiter all day at the docks though as much as she'd like to. She has some engagements she can't break off and makes her way back home to change dresses. She does make a quick pit stop at a blacksmith, however, to pick up a package. She's the last one standing in her family. There may not be much she can do for herself, but Elena won't be a victim.]
[Not anymore.]
