"Hey... Hey! Waken up, girl."<br/>Scarlet opened her eyes slowly. The hell? Where was she? And what did this old guy want?<br/><br/>"I found ya in my cart, figured you just needed a ride. No harm in that. But... Eh. We're here."<br/>"Where is here?" Scarlet asked. She should've guessed that sleeping in the man's cart was a lousy idea. But it had a tarp over it, so she hadn't expected he'd be moving it so soon.<br/><br/>"Stormfront."<br/>"Stormfront," Scarlet repeated, mechanically allowing the man to help her out of the cart.<br/>"Aye. Bit of a scary place, what with all the street brawls and what have you. See you around, kid!"<br/>"No, wait-" Scarlet yelped as the man turned his rig around and sped off in the opposite direction, "Aaand there he goes. Stormfront. Great. Sounds like a perfect place for an astraphobe." As though in agreement, the skies above flashed, followed by an ominous boom that had Scarlet grinding her teeth in aggravation.<br/><br/>"Screw you, fate. You, and the horse you rode in on." Still muttering, she wandered into the city proper.<br/>"They went that way!"<br/>"No, there were some that went this way, I thought!"<br/>"Blast! She has accomplices!"<br/><br/>Scarlet raised a brow as the city guard scrambled about, apparently looking for someone. Or several someones. Not that she cared; she didn't. She continued walking aimlessly through the city, trying her best to slip through the throngs of people...<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Ugh, I hate people...</span>She thought bitterly. Another clap of thunder scared her nearly out of her skin. She needed shelter. Preferably soundproof, and with no windows, but she wasn't really that picky now.<br/><br/>She shifted into her viper form and slithered easily through the crowd. This way was faster... but the ground was so bloody cold! If a viper could frown, she would be. Scarlet hated the cold.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">What the bloody hell happened here?</span>She pondered as her snake eyes stared at a pile of people. One was apparently missing a foot, some guy with a bow, a bald man-- a monk, perhaps, and another man who looked far too pleased with himself. Scarlet continued staring.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The hell is with this place?</span>She wondered after a few more moments. The snake sighed, and she slithered on, particularly close to the group. She wondered if any of them were afraid of serpents. That would be amusing. Another roll of thunder, and the snake hissed angrily, speeding up in her quest to find shelter from the noise. And cold. And people.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I hate this place.</span>