Once outside the building and below the top tier, Pio broke into a run, Bird trailing.
She paused briefly, hearing a string of protests and imprecations, and turned to see Bird's hair had now fallen awry, and one shoe was lost. She motioned her into the shadowed side alley between two tall buildings. 'Forget the finery, Bird. Fly, you fool! Find Cami in the large market place.'
Pio ran on, throwing all fashion caution to the wind, and soon stood panting by Cami's side. She gave cold looks to passerbys who glanced disdainfully at her state of dissaray. 'Tell me what they were looking for, Cami. Then I'll know where to start looking.' The Hobbit looked askance at her, her brow furrowed.
'I've been here, once or twice.' she said simply. 'Now tell me, what would they be seeking. What might those two have to trade . . .?'
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