<strong>Garashna</strong><br/>Seeing as how wet was far better than pig muck, Garashna decided that a quick detour towards the river was in order.<br/>So, instead of walking directly into the village, she veered off onto the grass and down towards the river.<br/>The nights were getting colder and the river icy, but that didn't bother her much, even the comments she got about her appearance mattered little to her, but sometimes....well sometimes it was nice to walk into a place and not hear the whispers.<br/>Her dress was restrictive and uncomfortable, it shortened her stride and got in the way when she tried to move.<br/>The only time she wore the dress, was for high days and holidays and of course when she went to meet her friends. Not that she knew why she bothered, because in the end everyone could dress in sackcloth and outshine her, even lizard boy with his fancy clothes.<br/>Hitching it up to almost her knees made her feel far more comfortable and there was no-one around to notice or make comment, especially with this fog coming down, so why not.<br/><br/>Without  looking, Garashna ducked under the low tree branch in her path. She knew this area well enough to walk it, even run it blind folded. The sound of the river could be heard quite clearly now, a quick paddle to wash the hem of her dress and she'd be on her way to the tavern.....