<div class="floatright">(https://vncg.org/f45716.jpg)</div>Rona Blaze (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1764109)<br/>HP: 21/21<br/><hr/><br/>The woman's body was obscured by the heavy traveler's robe she wore over her clothing, that was more of a dancer's costume than a regular villager's vestments. While she had a layer of chain armor as protection, it too was more decorative than functional, given that up until recently her main job was to look good and show off for an audience. She had ambitions of adventuring of course and dabbled in whatever skills she found opportunity in learning, but nothing really set her on the road away from the Lucky Magpies, the troupe she was a part of since her early childhood.<br/><br/>That is until recently on that stupid festival, that stupid old witch that had to give not just a simple soothsaying but a full blowin divine prophecy in thundering voice and eyes rolled back in her head.<br/>"The world will be united under the banner of one, born from this woman." she declared, so everyone in the village could hear... and gossip... and tell the traveling knights, inquisitors, caravaners and merchants. Pretty much so the entire region knew the story as if they witnessed it for themselves.<br/><br/>Thankfully, Rona had more than one stage name and has made a living of pretending to be other people, so getting out of frying pan wasn't difficult, and she was lucky that she got away as early as she did. The beautiful young redhead was now sought after... by many powerful, influential and ambitious men. As an entertainer, one blessed with and maintaining a gorgeous body, she was used to being the object of men's desires, but this was entirely different. Everyone wanted to put their babies in her, and seemingly no one cared if she had anything to say about it...<br/><br/>So, she did the only thing she could: changed her appearance, used one of her stage names and got away, as far away as she could. If only she could make it to Clearwater, it might be possible to find passage to a ship that would take her away from this country, perhaps even the continent, to let her outrun the news of the oracle's prophesy.<br/><br/>As daylight started to dim, Rona pulled her cloak tighter and put more spring into her steps. She wasn't prepared to spend the night in the wilderness and hoped she'd get to the town before they close the gates for the night!