Liliana entered her fathers shop bearing a basket full of freshly picked herbs, a gift from an older woman down the road, who had always been kind to Liliana since her mother's death, when she heard her father's proclimaiton of escaping the city. Lilian's dazzling blue eyes took in the scene, her father holding out a newly made sword to her brother Jorn, worry clear on her father's face. Her dark skin flushed with jealousy,<em>'Am I not worthy of such a weapon?'</em>she thought to herself.<br/><br/>Appaled by such thoughts, the woman shook her head vigerously, pushing the dark thoughts away. "Father? Jorn? What has happened?" Her soft voice whispered as she stepped up beside her brother, laying the backet down on a nearby table to free her hands so that she could tie up her hair. She retrieved a blue ribbon from one of the various hidden pockets of her dress, then tied her hair up into a tight ponytail, so as to keep her long raven colored locks out of her eyes. "What talk is this of leaving the city?"<br/><br/>(Hope this was alright.)