Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170721035105/@comment-5583506-20170721041109

Ylva dragged her bags out of the carriage with an annoyed grunt. She wasn't strong enough to carry two sacks of personal belongings all the way through the city by herself. At least not in her human form.

"How... the hell..." she grunted, as she struggled with the sacks. "... can an extra setup of clothing be so heavy?!"

She could already tell, looking through the city streets bustling with life that the trip to the Heroes' Guild would be a painful one, and definitely not one fitting for her temper.

"And remember to keep your cowl up at all times, sweetie", Beatrice said as she kissed her daughter on the forehead. Wouldn't want to get sunburned now, do we?"

"I won't, mom", Bethany said with a slight blush. She didn't want to come off as embarrassed for her mom whom she loved dearly, but the Heroes' Guild had sent her a letter of invitation. Heroes didn't really show any affection for their parents out in the open, did they?

As soon as her mother waved her off from the location where carriages would unload their cargo and their passengers, Bethany walked her way through the plazas and city squares with a skip to her step, more than eager to see what the guild could offer her.

Probably more than what dad ever did...