Cherine's slender digits slowly peruse the wooden handle in front of her..and she steps outside..slender , creamy-white legs taking each step out gingerly into the outdoors. That was that, and this was her future.<br/><br/>Cherine closes her eyes as the wind takes several tufts of sea-blue hair and tosses them about her face..one hand coming up to press them to her cheek, short-cut leather jacket trailing behind her hourglass waist as she steps forward. Hearing some of the plants echoing in her mind...Cherine's deep emerald eyes glance from plant to plant..trying to shake off the throughts in her mind as she pats the little dagger resting in her sheath, curled underneath a small leather belt on her waist.<br/><br/>Staggering forward a bit..she inhales deeply, tucking her arms into the pockets of her short skirt as toned legs begin to gingerly step forward along the path. Cherine was setting out to find her destiny, starting today. At least she told herself. No matter how much trouble she'd end up..<br/><br/>Chewing on her raspberry-coloured lower lip as her eyes dart about the area..she nods to herself. She was already as packed as she'd need be. Grabbing up her backpack, she sets off southward...looking for an end to it all. But, not before..one last stop at her bar. Maybe.she could..find some leads. Or something..maybe she was..a tad thirsty.<br/><br/>Continuing onward, she slowly presses into the swinging doors, and steps inside...