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Vagabond Knights: Spanish Lands.
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After Tatyana had gotten her fill of food, she left Gareth tied to a hitch and gave him a pat on the head.
"My curiousity shall get the better of me, I know." she spoke softly to the horse.
Which was true. Her natural curiousity had gotten the better of her more times than not and had left her in precarious situations.
"I think I shall have a look around this fair village." she said more to herself than to anyone else as she walked away, giving Gareth a look over her shoulder as she did.
Tatyana could not help but wander through the streets of each city they had stopped in. Her gypsy blood urged her to. It was an urge she easily fell prey to everytime.
Sometimes, she'd dance...othertimes, she'd sing. But for now, she was content to be a traveller admiring a small town.
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