Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170209134944/@comment-25073873-20170213002205

A lone Breton girl sighed as she sat alone, waiting for someone that was in need of support during a long journey in perilous wilderness. She was quite slight of frame, didn't look physically intimidating and seemed rather young compared to those around her.

She was waiting for someone willing to pay for her services, and accompany said person on their endeavour. Nothing too out of ordinary for a girl like her who didn't seem to have any talent other than looking better than other females around her.

Yet, most men who were seeking their desires would instinctively keep away, even if all she wore was a thin silk dress, rather than intimidating armor or anything of that sort. The air around her felt wrong and twisted.