Vaid quickly glanced into the smashed opening. It was darker inside than out, since only a little moonlight filtered through the darkened opening. After a moment, though, his eyes adjusted somewhat, and he could make out scraps of broken metal hoops lining the wall and old slats of wood lay about on workbenches covered in thick dust. Must've been a hoopers shop. The door in the far end of the room was slightly ajar.
Vaid cursed as he heard the footsteps falling away behind him. He doubted he could catch whoever was fleeing, but he was committed now. Listening carefully, he stepped into the house and walked softly towards the door.
Vaid cautiously looked through the small rooms of the dilapidated building, moving slowly and carefully to avoid making too much noise in case anyone was still lurking inside.
He saw several broken crates filled with old junk and old tools, but there was nothing of any real value, and after a moment, certainly no person inside, trapped in his weave or otherwise.
Cursing, he ran back outside and looked down the nearby streets, but could see nothing nor hear any clue of where they might have gone.
Suddenly his pulse quickened and the burning in his arm flared up and seemed to be climbing up his arm with each beat of his heart. Gasping for breath, and feeling suddenly dizzy, he leaned his head back and sat down to rest for a minute.
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This is a Wheel of Time Email Adventure RPG based around the campaign material from the "Prophecies of the Dragon" source book
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