On The Outskirts of Beinost

[Flick]

The mid summer’s sun warmed the forests and fields outside the busy city of Beinost. Through the soft breeze carried the songs of birds and insects happily thriving in a lush, green landscape. The calm winds even smelled faintly of sweet flowers. In the midst of the tranquility bustled races of all kinds through the city streets. The soft sounds of birds and insects became swallowed in the roar of chatter. Merchants shouted about their wares and children laughed loudly as they played. The sweet scent of flora succumbed to the smell of bakeries, pubs, inns and restaurants oozing savory scents. The foul tinge of adventurers also lingered, hidden beneath the more pleasant of aromas.

Just outside the massive gates to the city, the lithe frame of a girl sat perched upon the stone fence along the road. Stark blue hair cascaded over her shoulder to one side and the hue of fair skin showed through the other half of her roughly shaved head. She sat in common clothes, no different than those around her and a black leather choker with a steel ring hugged her neck. This girl loved to watch as people came and went. Some smiled, some scowled, and most paid her no mind. Despite her love of the people, she felt as if she could never truly be one of them.

Her name given by those who once known her, Flick, mirrored itself in her hands as from time to time she flicked her nails as though trying to get something off her fingers. A low grumble came from her stomach and she placed her hand over it. Days of small game and foraging waned on her. She craved a hot meal and warm mug of mead. Something about the city unnerved her. Although she seemed no different from the rest, her hesitation wore openly on her expression. There, just outside of the city she sat, waiting to build up the resolve to enter the place she loved but also feared.

(( Open to anyone for any reason. Just trying to meet new players. ))