[It's fine, what's abandoning a fake version of a person you've already actually abandoned?
Sieghart goes up the bank and toward the buildings. Once he's crested the embankment, he can get a better look at the sign of the shop whose lights still seem lit: though the actual name is hard to make out, it's in the styling of an inn. It doesn't sound like a boppin' party over there, but voices can be heard from a reasonable distance.
Most of the other shops along the street seem vacant, currently. However, when he passes by an alley off to the side of the main road, he'll hear what sounds like a small piece of glass hitting the ground. Hm.]
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Sieghart goes up the bank and toward the buildings. Once he's crested the embankment, he can get a better look at the sign of the shop whose lights still seem lit: though the actual name is hard to make out, it's in the styling of an inn. It doesn't sound like a boppin' party over there, but voices can be heard from a reasonable distance.
Most of the other shops along the street seem vacant, currently. However, when he passes by an alley off to the side of the main road, he'll hear what sounds like a small piece of glass hitting the ground. Hm.]