Kyralie shivered as she hovered at the edge of the forest, cold despite the sun that beat down upon her. Before her was a town, normal in every way a town would be yet the sight of it filled her with foreboding.

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with this town and nothing will happen to me if I enter it for some supplies," the Valkyrie muttered to herself, trying to work up the resolve she needed to go down. To convince herself further she glanced at the sword at her side, noting that only three blue marks marred the crystal blade.

"See, I even have seven more chances before anything will happen. I can do this," nodding, she left the safety of the forest and made her way slowly to the village.

As she entered the village she relaxed, hoping her fears had been for naught as there were few people loitering about.

As she walked towards the centre of the town she felt more at ease, for there were the usual amounts of people busy at their own tasks, not paying attention to the elaborate armour he girl wore.

When she arrived at the center square all her fears were realised.

It must have been some sort of market day for the square was crowded, people jostling each other rudely and shouting at one another, hawkers crying their wares and children running underfoot as children often will.

"Oh Gods..." Kyralie whispered, her hands tightening around her sword desperately. She was tempted to turn around and leave all this behind her but she knew she needed food to take with her on her journeys.

Steadying herself and darting looks around she took one hesitant step forward and succeeding in nearly tripping a youth who was hurring past.

"Watch it!" he yelled at her, not bothering to stay and hear the stammered apology the auburn haired girl tried to make.

Oh Gods, I don't need to deal with a crowd of people and compulsions that make me want to do bad things! she thought panicked. Deciding to throw caution to the winds she strode forward, wincing as she fought down the urge to trip people and elbow them out of her way as she moved to where the food sellers were.

For all her good intentions though, feet were trod upon and her elbows did connect with a few people, earning her annoyed glares and a steady red glow from her blade.

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RIP Duke
BA Characters:
Joker Kyralie Calista
Artwork - No requests =(