Emmalyn "Emma" Anderson looked out the window of a rented two bedroom suite her client had bought in a fancy tavern. It was within the very heart of one of the grandest cities in all of the King's country. Which, compared to some of the other Kingdoms, was a decent size...of fertile flatlands and beautiful beaches and mountain bases with a few share of rivers and valleys. One of the most beautiful of those valleys with the mighty yet majestic mountain ranges could be seen in the distance on this third floor. She couldn't help but smile as she gazed over the countryside.<br/><br/>She wore her usual plate armor, obviously Dwarvish made. And she wore a large, battle-axe that had an Orcish design to it. Though the Human kingdoms and the Orc tribes and clans weren't exactly friends, they weren't die heart enemies either. She had walked through this city and saw some groups of Orcs walking the city. Though Dwarves were now a rare site to see, the armor and weapons they had made years ago could be found here and there in the wild.<br/><br/>She had always found that Dwarfs made the best armor available while the Orcs made the best weapons available. The truly best stuff was made by Demons, but she wasn't even going to think about going anywhere around any of that tainted rubbish. She would leave that to the insane and the exceedingly stupid.<br/><br/>The armor wasn't form fitting, but it looked somewhat heavy, while also not inhibiting any of her movements. And she walked about it with a kind of ease that said she was use to the armor and the axe. The axe was toothed on both sides, giving it a extra advantage to swipes and be able to bite down into enemies and cause great injuries if not instant death.<br/><br/>She had been hired by a certain...lively?, female mage that had paid her to keep her safe as she traveled around the lands, seas, and skies to enhance her studying. Emma never had any real friends or family and she could use the really large paycheck of gold...so she figured that it was a good deal. But little did she know how "lively" the mageling could be. She sometimes wondered how she was able to survive with such a woman, but she managed, much to her surprise.<br/><br/>She sighed as she walked away from the window and looked around the room she was in. Her own bedroom. Outside of the bedroom would be a common room and then beyond that would be the mageling's room. Her bedroom was rather sparse, a small bookshelf for her to read...a simple, single's bed...a desk and chair...a dresser drawer...a viewing window with curtains...a weapon and armor wrack by the bed...and a lounging chair. The floor was bare, revealing the polished wood that seemed to be well taken cared of.<br/><br/>She stretched a bit, just waking up from her slumber and looked around to make sure anything was out of place. Satisfied to see everything where it was, she went into the common room to see if the mageling was up and about.<br/><br/><i>Better get ready...I'm more afraid of her having the jump on me rather than somebody having a jump on her...Why did I take the gold in the first place?</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>