[If she is an assassin, her stopping to tell the guards exactly what they saw is an odd choice of action. She doesn't seem to be in a hurry to go back to whatever she was doing, sheathing her dagger.
If David's paying attention, many of the townspeople are armed, with daggers or more. Men carry swords openly in the street; this is a barbaric sort of world compared to his. Even children spar with wooden swords when not trying to wheedle more candy from the locals. Most of the people are human; pale men and women built to withstand this land's characteristic cold, faces painted or tattooed, hair worn long on men and women, with intricate braids.
It makes the elf in blue-dyed leather armor stand out. Certainly she isn't the only elf in town, no. But they're noticeably rarer.]
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If David's paying attention, many of the townspeople are armed, with daggers or more. Men carry swords openly in the street; this is a barbaric sort of world compared to his. Even children spar with wooden swords when not trying to wheedle more candy from the locals. Most of the people are human; pale men and women built to withstand this land's characteristic cold, faces painted or tattooed, hair worn long on men and women, with intricate braids.
It makes the elf in blue-dyed leather armor stand out. Certainly she isn't the only elf in town, no. But they're noticeably rarer.]