Okay, so maybe travelling around wasn't as glamorous as she thought it was going to be. It seemed like hardly any ladies needed saving these days. Ceredwyn huffed as she pushed her blond hair out of her face and squinted out at the sun. The Wind female was wanting
something to do! Sitting around all day wasn't her style. So far it'd been just days of walking, breaking to eat, drink, and sleep. No one to even really talk to.
"I'm going outta my mind!" She half screamed as she rounded a sharp turn and spotted a town.
Oh, well. This could prove fun. Gathering up her courage, the girl wandered through, biting down on her lip in order to do it. She stuck out like a sore thumb, she was pretty sure, but she definitely saw a bunch of women that looked like thin wisps instead of chiseled gods. Not that anything was wrong with either of these builds. She liked all women pretty equally.
Exploring the town proved useful. She found an inn in which she could rest, and a bar which she could drink from. It made her night
perfect. If she could get someone to come back to her room with her, that'd be even better.
And suddenly a commotion happened and she turned and saw some people circling around what looked like a helpless girl.
"Oi!" She called out, climbing on top of the nearest thing, which just happened to be a wine barrel. "Wha'cha doin' with the girl there? Seems a little unfair." She put her hands on her hips, feet apart and just glared at the men. "Buncha cowards."
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