<strong>Sylria</strong>, Riverbed [Sylria]<br/><br/>I scramble up over the edge of the river bank, looking wildly for someplace,<em>any</em>place to hide.  Glancing up, I see a number of carriages up ahead, and flinch at the sight.  They, like everyone else, would probably hate me, and I didn't want that.  I flinch at the vague memories, and hoped that they wouldn't attack me on sight, that I could find someplace to hide and read my spellbook, somewhere<em>safe</em>.  I continue forward, ignoring the fact that the mud and muck just slid off my dress, leaving me all too exposed.  The white was likely<em>not</em>the best to hide in, but I had nothing else to wear, and I veer slightly away from the people, intent on the woods.