What was this new place? Cambria didn't know exactly where she was...all she could remember was departing on a journey and...here she came up. Cambria's head was in a rather tall patch of grass, the rest of her body slumped as if she had been simply dropped there. Taking long breaths she'd simply lay there, wondering if she was being watched. It was a long time before she felt safe enough to sit up and once she had, she realized she was alone. Too alone.<br/><br/>Cambria sighed before she sat up, grabbing a sack off the ground she presumed to be hers and dusting herself off. Cambria was truly an angelic looking being, long graceful legs that were covered in tight black cloth that left her a full height of 5'6". Her ashy blue hair was pulled into a braid and her shirt was simply sleeveless, held up around her neck. Her feet however dawned black boots that were stained in what seemed to be dry blood. Upon her hips though were two long swords, chained together behind her back, that both nearly touched the ground, they looked smooth and sharp simply because they were not ready for battle yet.<br/><br/>However the moment she saw the white light shoot up into the sky, she felt as if they would need to be. Shielding her eyes from the brightness, she simply waited until it faded before stepping forward, though she nearly jerked at the high pitched scream. The hell was with these inhabatints? She didn't know however smells were getting stronger and she could only step forward slowly, her guard up higher than she was used to. Her body was tense, her eyes shifted back and forth and her head...oh god her head was pounding....<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">You're all alone my Cambria dear. Are you looooost... Perhaps...you are frightened. Either way my love, you are alone.</span><br/><br/>And finally she broke out in an ear piercing scream<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">"Codam!"</span><br/><br/>However it was short and screechy, as if she had lost her voice. She remained quiet after, listening for sounds of a response, however she heard none. Perhaps their trip had caused them to split up, however she found that insane. Her boots would step carefully on the ground, hands touching the trees as she passed, marking them with her very faint scent compared to the stech of flesh that seemed to slowly move through the air.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">You're alone my love...</span><br/><br/>It whispered again.