A cloak figure walked along the road with a heavy backpack, staff and a pair of horses. One had a saddle while the other had supplies on it. The road ran along a stretch of woods where not many cottages were seen. One would think that the cloaked figure would be riding but the cloaked figure was sick of riding for that particular day. All that was wanted was a simple Inn, a bath, a hot meal and a bed. The wants would be satisfied just beyond the hill in a small town where the cloaked one would be looking down at with a smile of anticipation.<br/><br/>Heading down the hill to the town was faster than going up the hill. It didn't matter to the cloaked one at all. Once in the town, the cloaked figured just nodded to the ones that spoke to itself. Stopping at the only inn, the cloaked one tied the pair of horses to the hitching post, petted each muzzle and gave each one an apple before heading in. The cloaked figure went to the desk to register. The cloaked one pulled her hood down to reveal a female's face. One that was heart shaped with large green eyes and ruby red lips. Her skin was pale but if one was to realize that the reason was because of the fact she burned easily by the sun, it would be a normal look for her. After all, she was a true red hair lass. An Irish born lass that was on an adventure and alone. She did not fear much in this world thru which she was traveling thru.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40BF00">  "Innkeeper! A room if you have the time. A room if you do not have the time. It matters not to me after all it is your decision as to whether or not I spend my money here or elsewhere." </span>the lady spoke sharply.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4040BF">"Hold your horses, woman! Did you not see me taking my break? "</span>the Inn Keeper spoke with a smirk on his face.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"Ahhhh! I bet your break will last as long as you wish it. SO if I do not receive assistance immediately, I shall  take my money elsewhere. I am quite serious."</span>she stared straight at the Inn Keeper.<br/><br/>A man quietly walked up behind her and began to reach for her waist. Swinging her staff around just a split second before he touched her, she hit the man in the head. There was a loud crack and the man fell down to the floor. She swung back around to face the Inn Keeper.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"I am now leaving.. This is no place for a lady. Good day Inn Keeper."</span><br/>She daintily stepped over the body and left the the Inn only to see that more where crowded around her horses.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"I wouldn't walk up behind them if I was you. After all horses do spook easily and these two are excellent kickers and biters. They have been warrior trained."</span>She spoke without any malice in her voice. She was leaning on her staff in front of her horses. They seemed to be at peace.<br/><br/>The men crept up closer and simultaneously kicked both in the head. At that moment, the lady tugged the ropes, did a flip onto the one horse and spurred. The horses took off like a shot. They headed out of the town at a fast clip. Soon they were out of town and a ways away before she slowed her horses down. With a sigh, it seemed to be the same in each town that she came to. She rode down the road until she saw a small path off to one side which she took.<br/><br/>Soon she came upon a small clearing where the lady stopped to set up camp.