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Lizzy was restless by nature. She couldn't sit around and wait for the powers-that-be to handfeed her information. Wouldn't feel right anyways. A pirate didn't receive, she took. And so after nearly getting into a brawl and an interaction with a very odd man, she'd gone exploring. Intimidations of the locals had garnered enough information on the layout of where she had been kidnapped and dumped. Though the intimidation was hardly necessary as the locals were mostly forthcoming by nature. But it was fun. Anyways, there were three Seas. Nectar, Tranquility, Crises. Judging by descriptions of it, Crises sounded right up her alley.
And by The Outsider's balls, it was. Shame she couldn't find a river, because it had all the bloody violent charm of Dunwall. She ran her tongue over the sharpened points of her teeth, clicking it. The denizens here were rats, which made the Dunwall comparison all the sweeter. She half-expected the Masked Man to be behind all of this.
Best places to get a feel for area were either a market or a bar. She didn't see the latter, but there was what looked like a market near the train station. Though it was less "market" and more "alleyway with vendor stalls littering its length". Worked for Lizzy, so she made her way over.
Things went nicely at first, but trouble started when she bumped into one of the locals. He started in on Lizzy for it, but a loud threat and flash of her teeth were enough to ward him off. She roughly shouldered past him and continued on. Someone caught her attention. A human woman, towering above the locals. Not terribly unusual, given she had run into an extremely argumentative man earlier. Still, this one looked vaguely familiar. She was glancing over a stall when Lizzy passed. Lizzy half-debated approaching, but she didn't know enough to take the risk. So she drew up a cover to hang around.
Grabbing a very nervous-looking rat and aggressively dragging him off to the side, she started a faux interrogation. Well, not totally fake. She did need to know the information, but it wasn't her focus.
"Hey, friend. Need you to answer a few questions. If you're helpful, I promise not to tear out a few of your whiskers." Mostly true. She'd calmed since her encounter with the bear, and until she got a grasp of what the law was like around here it wouldn't do to be assaulting some hapless rat.
