01-24-2014, 09:58 PM
Craig walked down the street, avoiding the children running around having fun and weaving his way through the crowd. He kept looking up at the signs and at the scrap of paper in his hand. The person at the repair shop pointed him in the direction he was walking now with only a name, "Daedalus "D.D." Freight." Again he looked up, his brown hair flipping gently in a warm breeze from the nearby steam factory discharge.
Finally sick of being lost Craig decided to ask for directions from somebody near by, he saw what looked like a member of the Steam-knights talking to another man. He began to walk forward as he did he heard the knight say something. Did he just say D. D.? Could it be this easy? He thought to himself and walked up to the men, "Excuse me would one of you happen to be," he glanced at the paper in his hand, "Daedalus "D.D." Freight?"
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