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        The easiest way to get out of any city and any dumb situation you’ve found yourself in is to get in the nearest boat and sail far, far away. And that was exactly what Isabela was looking for.

Surely every city should have a dock, right? She’d been looking for nigh on hours, and she couldn’t find a single boat or ship to get her out of this place. If she could just hunt one of those babies down, she’d find herself back in Kirkwall by sunrise... Next week or something. 

But there was nothing, no sign that would tell her, and no sign of any ship, at least not one big enough for her to get into, and by that, she found a couple of little ship-like trinkets. But the rogue could only suppose this wasn’t going to be as easy as it sounded in her mind. 

Leaning against a railing, Isabela looked out among the city, biting softly on her lower lip in thought as she done so. If she was going to get out of here, she needed to be tactical, perhaps ask some of the locals where things were. And just as she caught the glance of another, a man, she gave a small smile, pushing herself up from her leaned down position, keeping her hands on the railings for now as she addressed him.