Kamda

A woman in a hooded mantle of low quality and a brownish hue walked the streets and into the Relief Center early in the morning.

She walked inside before removing the hood from her cloak-like garb and began scanning the room.

At this hour the relief center was busy. Those who slept here were waking and a line was forming outside to be let in to get their meals as well. At the counter the primarily volunteer staff happily helped as many people as they could. Eventually, one came to Lassa, a young woman.

"Hello miss, are you here for breakfast?" she asked with a cheerful tone.

She paused and shook her head slightly, “No, I’m afraid not. I’m looking for someone. A person named Deera.”

"Ah! Deera! She just came in actually, probably over by the kitchen now to check in with the cooking staff over there. Did you need me to show you the way?" she asked, helpfully.

“I think I can manage. Thank you.” She offered a soft smile and followed in the direction she was pointed.

Through the building she walked, the homeless waking to her right as she kept to the hallways. All to her left there was room after room, an office or two and other rooms for teaching and job training. Coming around the bend she came around the back of the kitchen, which was exactly where Deera was. Standing by a window and speaking with the head-cook. They seemed to be discussing the supplies for the kitchen.

Shortly after, they finished, and Deera turned to Lassa, "Hello there, may I help you?" she asked, delicately.

“Hello... my name is Lassa Tenro and I am looking for Deera.”

"You have found her, how can I help you?" she asked.