The attire Alicia had chosen to wear, was a simple t-shirt and windbreak over the white t-shirt. She wore easy to move jeans and comfortable running shoes. She had tided her hair into a bun and tucked it under a black cap that matched her black jacket. Inside her pocket was her ilac and a camera in her messenger bad that was strapped onto her back. To top it all off she, used make up to cover her scar and wore brown eye contacts to hide her naturally blue eyes. She even wore a pair of black rimmed glasses. As a result of her attire, and petite figure at a glance one could easily mistaken her as a young boy. A leather bound book with accents of metal on the front, back and on the spine was tucked under her arm as she got off the boat that had brought her to Lavanitir Port City. With much determination she looked past the city skyline and took a deep breath and continued into the heart of the city. A voice echoed from her mind, a sophisticated voice that was adorned with pride and knowledge. "Alicia doth thee very much bethink to findeth thy quarry h're? in earnest, this all couldst beest a wild goose chaseth! wherefore searcheth f'r someone thee knoweth thee cannot defeat? we shouldst beest looking f'r mine own pages and spells. With all mine own pages did acquire i couldst provideth thee an arsenal yond couldst useth to acquireth unimaginable pow'r! this is a wasteth of timeth! coequal if 't be true thee doth findeth that gent, what doth thee expecteth to accomplisheth? thee cannot coequal summon a fraction of mine own pow'r!" The voice spoke in an archaic way of speaking, not only was the voice borderline unbearable but due to its obsolete way of speaking Alicia had to constantly translate what the damned voice was saying. Alicia sighed and glared down at the book she held.
"Grimm... If you don't shut up I'm going to throw you into the sea." She growled in a quieted whisper. "Fine! fine! i shall shutup. But doth not sayeth i didst not warneth thee" The voice retorted. Alicia scowled down at the worn down book which she held in her hands. Alicia sighed and swung her bag around, unzipped it and promptly shoved the book deep into the bag and closed it. "Finally... some peace and quiet..." she muttered as she made her way deeper into the city. The city was bustling with crowds of its citizens going on with their daily lives. It seemed peaceful enough. It was a nice city, there was plenty of delicious looking seafood cuisine. Yet Alicia was not here to relax, she persevered scouring the city using the clues she gathered as reference and a trail for her hunt. Eventually some of her references revealed that they crossed each other and intertwined. With this new discovery Alicia, had found a pattern, and a possible location where she could find the suspect she was looking for. With great haste she made her way to the location. She dashed through the roads and alleyways. She took a left turn and then a right. After a few minutes of hastily navigating the city Alicia came to a stop. In front of her was a nice cafe ticked away in an inconspicuous corner of the city. The smell of sweets made Alicia's sweet tooth ache for a quick snack, but her mind was focused at the task at hand and pushed her cravings into the back of her mind. Alicia's eyes scanned the tables in front of the shop. Sure enough her target was there. He looked different since the last time she saw him. But there was no doubt about it, the young man that many once looked up too, a young man that was featured multiple times on popular mage magazines. A man once the poster boy of the honorable Rune knights, A man some people saw as a symbol of peace....This man was none other than Shane Stern.... no longer was he the hero, but now he was tagged as a murderer... a wanted man by the magic council...Alicia steeled herself and took a deep breath. She approached the man with a smile. "Hello there. Is this spot taken?"