The two city guards on duty don't budge from their posts. both are paler than the scruffy girl wandering towards them, but both have a healthy tan, the result of long days on the beat, under the sun. One has long dark hair, unbrushed but shiny and presentable, the other has a spiky cut, dyed a two tone purple at the tips. Their well muscled bodies gleam under some kind of locally sourced sun protection oil as the first one yells out to the survivor. You could tell they were guards by the brass jewellery inset with the Red gems of a City Guard.<br/><br/>"Halt, who wants to pass.?" began the dark haired one before her bigger, spikier haired partner interupted her."<br/>"Were you with tomorrows merchant shipments from Zarful? I swear if that merchant got herself eaten by those bloody Mantraps in the forest, I'll kill her again. We're almost out of Giant Spidersilk... and the Village Leader is going to have the Captain's head if she doesn't get her case of Zarful Tea Leaves soon. This is the fifth time this month. And the Captain is gonna make our lives hell for it somehow. We'll need to round up some scouts to see if we can recover it before then."<br/>"I wanted to know who..."<br/>"Oh give it a break, she might look like crap, but you can tell by the way she's moves that she's a civilian mercenary... she's not some bloody worthless refugee for you to vent your anger on.Let her pass...."<br/>The guards unbar their spears, revealing the entryway to the small town, and the Main street beyond.<br/>"And Maam, welcome to Genkysou Village... get yourself tidied up as soon as you can, get something to eat, and for Ga'ful's sake, get yourself a shower... you reek like you've been working in the stables... You wouldn't want to get rounded up as a vagabond would you?"