The silver haired beauty approached Frita. She looked morose, cold and weighed by the situation, a lot like how Frita felt. She bowed to Frita, thanking her for her help and taking her leave in a courteous and regal manner. Given other circumstances Frita may have returned the sentiment, but instead she nodded understandingly, still treating the wounded. “I really hope you find your brother safe and sound. Be careful.” Frita wanted to say more, sound more professional, or just better, but… Her words were true, and any addition would somehow end up seeming false to her. She stood and reached a hand towards the sylvan girl who took it, somewhat awkwardly. “I’m Frita. I hope our paths cross again, under different circumstances.” The girl nodded and stepped back, turning to jump into the air, where she floated on.<br/><br/>Frita sighed as she finished making sure the thugs wouldn’t die, then turned to head back towards Shar to pick up her reward. She took Whip’s bloodstained weapon as proof of her job being done, and began walking. “Wait.” A raspy, strained voice pierced the silence. She turned to see Mouse, now sitting. He looked at her with a saddened expression. Frita swallowed, her body growing tense. Was she really going to have to deal with these guys? “… Thanks…” Frita froze for a moment as she looked at the injured man, thanking her. She wasn’t sure what to say. What could be said? She nodded respectfully, meeting his eyes with hers as she tried to convey that she understood, though she didn’t quite, what he’d been through.<br/><br/>Frita’s shadow grew long as she made her way down the main street of Tywa. Normally she would be able to admire the cavalcade of beautiful colours spreading across the sky, but the bleeding heavens could only remind her of the scene she’d left, and the scenes long passed, which smell and sound still appeared every time she drew her weapon.<br/><br/>“So! Did you find your luck?” A friendly voice came from above, snapping her out of her thoughts. It was the vendor of the ‘luck potions’, who smiled broadly at her. Curious, she thought to herself, as she remembered the curse of misfortune she’d placed on him earlier. “I’m… not sure.” She’d gotten what she came for, she’d been saved by one of the members of the Ryas family and she’d made it out of a bad situation unscathed. Perhaps she should price herself lucky. “Yea, I’m starting to wonder if these elixirs work or not. Darndest thing, while selling them, some bastard managed to steal some of my coin! Talk about misfortune!” Frita smiled at this, this vendor truly was lucky, someone had actually managed to steal the cursed coin from him before anything bad could happen. Looking at his big goofy grin, she honestly felt glad that it was the case. He could have gotten seriously hurt.<br/><br/>Frita shook her head, smiling, as she retrieved three silver pieces from her purse. “It seems karma is on your side today, I’d hate to find myself at a net negative.” He smiled broadly and started retrieving a bottle from his pack. “Keep it, I’m gonna make my own luck.” She said as she moved towards Shar, sighing relieved that she met the huge man. Sometimes it’s the smallest things that turn your day around, she mused to herself. The road to Shar was paved and easy to travel, and the beautiful pink and golden sunset reminded her of the warm embrace of a lover, as she made good time on this next step of her journey.