[RPG] [FEI]Gwaethinriel's the life of an adventurer.

[Chuong Huynh]

Gwaethinriel awoke to the muddied sands clinging to her face, the water
softly brushing her hair away allowing a ray of sunlight to radiate its
glowing warmth into her vision. She lay there in the delta indulging in the
comfort of her sandy bed and frigid blanket. Slowly she began to feel the
penetrating pain in her extremities, the cold touch that emanated from her
core. Pushing herself off the sands, Gwaethinriel made her way to a nearby
thicket. She gathered what she could to conjure up a fire and dry the water
kissed rags that she wore.

Having little memory of the incident, or anything else for that matter she
examined the items that she had: A short sword that she wore on the belt
around her waist; a coin purse, empty; a few bits of paper, no doubt former
letters ravaged by the ocean; A watch glass, useful for starting fires; and
a few other bits of junk that could possibly be peddled off for a silver
coin or two. Her clothes, though now wore and water-logged appeared to be
expensive and of military design.

It was nearing midday now and the only thing she had had to eat or drink was
sea water for who knows how long. The rustling bushes hinted at something
perhaps edible resided in them. Gripping her sword, she moved as silently as
she could towards the beast or monster or lunch that made the noise. She
made quick work of the animals and after her meal turned their heads in for
a small bounty to fill her purse. Now with warm dry clothes, a filled
stomach, still oh so very confused, Gwaethinriel paid to hitch a cart
towards the city.
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