<span style="font-style: italic">I don't know what possessed me to take this route. There was a perfectly good main road that I could have taken but here I am wandering about this ScÃ¡thach forsaken forest</span>She thinks angrily casting down her gear in a bout of frustration as she paces a bit before the tree that for all she knew was some kind of magic being who was getting its kicks by tormenting her in such a fashion. It was when she took a deep breath and held it for a moment did she notice that aside from the steady beating of her own heart, then she exhaled her own breathing, there was not a sound around her. Which was not right, she was in what appeared to be a lively and vibrant forest, there should be sounds of all the life that resided within it. Yet not a chirp, rustle, snapping twig, nothing...nothing except...giggling....a child giggling...<br/><br/>Swearing under her breath as her body began to sweat lightly from the fear that crept in at the thought of something magical or supernatural behind her current situation. Saying a silent prayer to ScÃ¡thach Nikola began to unstrap and don her studded leather armor from the back of her back pack. True it was not really a good idea to travel without her armor on but wearing it for long periods of time was not the most comfortable either so she opted to remove it and strap it to the back of her backpack while she traveled in more friendly territory.<br/><br/>With armor properly put on and secure she shouldered her bag then drew her blade, whatever may be out there she would meet it in a fight and die with honor.