Unbelievably Fancy Ostrich
Form hidden by the shadows wrapped around her, Amata deftly dodges through the milling crowd of the market. She sidesteps, spins, and saunters as the dance of the teeming mass of people demands, ducking under a palanquin carried through the market on the backs of slaves. Reaching her quarry, her left hand reaches out and deftly grasps the shoulder of the woman while her right clenches a dagger with its point at the kidney.Late afternoon
Copper Scroll District
The woman moves casually, without rush, through the crowd, following your path. When she gets to the wall you scarpered up, she pauses and looks around. She looks a little wounded, her nose twitching. She peers up the side of the building, pulls out her spyglass and looks around, and seems to get distracted by something down a neighboring alley.
"I don't particularly like being followed. You're going to come with me and then we're going to have a talk. You'd best not be working for the Star Ambassadors or this will not end well for you."