Bounty Booty Part 1: Chaos in the Back Alley

The back alleys of the city were quiet, the air thick with the scent of rain-soaked stone and distant firelight. Tilly moved at an easy pace, the bracelet on her wrist catching faint glimmers of light as she idly turned it. The magic within it still felt strange, sharper, wilder, not quite under her control. But that was a problem for later. Then she noticed. A figure stood at the far end of the alley, still and deliberate. Not a wandering drunk. Not a lost traveler. She waited, shifting her gaze between Tilly and a [piece of parchment](https://www.erofights.com/uploads/message/image/15276157/FINALFINAL.jpg) in her hand...

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