“I have no idea really. I think it’s the war that’s been slowing everything down. No one has time to put their faith in a bounty hunter like me. Most of the time I just resolve petty issues. These days you can’t trust anybody, not even your own race. Perhaps I will put out a commercial.”
Ezekiel looked to the left then turned back straight ahead.
(The two of them pass the south gate and follow the road to Keotto)
*Isabella does a little twirl, glad to be rid of the city once again*
Isabella: "A commercial? Please make it funny if you do so, none of the Lombardo, Woodsmith, or Daggeris commercials are, and are mostly dry reminders of how unfunny the lot of them are."
*Isabella then kneels and picks up a violet and gently places it into her hair. She then stands up and does another twirl.*
Isabella: "Ah, I love being out of the over-crowded filled with overly rude people also known as Tera. I just can't feel comfortable in such a situation. Here though, well, the trees and plants don't judge, and no animal has the time to do so."
*Isabella sighs in relief and continues following the trail.*