One minute Queenie was traveling through a maze, undaunted by anything, nothing was in her path, and then suddenly she was whisked away and dropped somewhere in Nabias. She looked around her, amber eyes searching for any sign of where she was. She had no idea where she was in the little town. She looked up and down the small alley she was in and saw nothing familiar. She decided to walk to the edge of the alley and peer around the corner. There she saw a bookshop and a cafe. Well, the cafe looked a little familiar. She strolled over to the door and saw a 'Closed' sign above the door. So much for asking for directions. She supposed it was a little late for a cafe to be opened anyway, as the sun was setting in the sky. She sighed and continued to walk down the sidewalk, a little frown on her face. She wished she had a better sense of direction, that way she could find her way home a little easier. Perhaps if she could find a convenient store with a map of Nabias and the surrounding areas, she would be able to find her way home.{1.4}
Thor smiled to himself as he strolled down the sidewalk. It had been a good day of trading. See, he was a salesman of sorts, he traded pens with the locals. Most of them didn't seem interested in his pens, but he loved them like a father loves a child. He had pens of every kind in his collections. Skinny pens, fat pens, Tye-die pens, short pens, long pens, he had them all. He loved trading and buying pens with the locals. Today had been a wonderful day for pen trading. He noticed that not many people of creatures where out wondering the streets on this fine day. He looked to the sky and saw the setting sun, perhaps that was why. He shrugged. At least he was happy. He turned the corner and ran right into another kuhna. His pens scattered everywhere and he landed on his behind. His light blue eyes grew wide as he watched the one he ran into fall to the ground as well. 