Sinsa pulled the hood up of her cloak and sighed as she looked around at the bustling crowds in the square. All she had wanted was to travel and here she was, looking like some dangerous fool who would attack someone if they came too close.<br/><br/>Which she would, but that was beside the point.<br/>But that was only when she was hungry and there was no other source.<br/><br/>Her skin was as pale as Death, her lips blood red against the white. She wore the cloak to somewhat hide that she was a vampire. You never knew just how paranoid people were about paranormal creatures.<br/><br/>Fingering her slightly heavy coin pouch, she considered getting a small drink from the pub nearby. Maybe that would sate her thirst for a while.<br/><br/>With a sigh, she walked towards the pub, ignoring the odd stares many people were giving her.