It was later in the evening, the time when the sun just started to bend around the edge of the water and shrouded the whole town of Hargeon in reds, oranges and golds. If it weren't for the reason of her being there, she would have stopped to view the beautiful glow of the water. The reason she was here was due to the job that she had found pinned to the guild board; women were going missing all over Hargeon, kidnapped, rumours spread that they were being sold off to other people. It made her angry, she was from a small island far from Fiore, where things like this, things where her people would be taken for exotic reasons, was normal, for them to be sold off so easily. This is why she was so adamant on completing this mission, she didn't want these women to suffer the same fate as so many others before them.
She took a deep breath, she had very few leads about where things were going and how they were happening. She was near the docks as the sun dipped down bellow the water and the street lights came on. A white magic circle appeared bellow her as her armour changed from her casual sundress to her stealth armour; black pants that reached far passed her waist, a breathy white shirt tucked in, black heeled boots and a heavy black cloak. She pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail and put the hood of the cloak over her head, guarding her eyes from the light of the streets. Equipping her Kings' Bow, a large white and gold bow, strung across her shoulders. The mark on her back itched, as it always became aggravated when she was in a position like this; itching for a fight.
She was as well suppose to meet with someone from another guild, someone who contacted her and explained their interest in the same mission. Cautious but accepting, she had told the new stranger to meet her at the docks at night. Together, hopefully they would be able to stop this trade in its tracks. She took a sharp inhale and leaned against a near by building, out of sight and waited for this new partner to arrive.
She took a deep breath, she had very few leads about where things were going and how they were happening. She was near the docks as the sun dipped down bellow the water and the street lights came on. A white magic circle appeared bellow her as her armour changed from her casual sundress to her stealth armour; black pants that reached far passed her waist, a breathy white shirt tucked in, black heeled boots and a heavy black cloak. She pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail and put the hood of the cloak over her head, guarding her eyes from the light of the streets. Equipping her Kings' Bow, a large white and gold bow, strung across her shoulders. The mark on her back itched, as it always became aggravated when she was in a position like this; itching for a fight.
She was as well suppose to meet with someone from another guild, someone who contacted her and explained their interest in the same mission. Cautious but accepting, she had told the new stranger to meet her at the docks at night. Together, hopefully they would be able to stop this trade in its tracks. She took a sharp inhale and leaned against a near by building, out of sight and waited for this new partner to arrive.