Travel Partner

I awoke early the next day, my dreams dominated by the faces of the three men I killed the day before, leaving me weary having woken up from the nightmares multiple times. It was worse than the nightmares I suffered after my family's death. If those were any indication they would haunt my dreams for years to come.

I packed everything and was ready for my departure when I received another visitor. It was Fiona Clark, a rather unassuming looking woman with dirty blonde hair. She was wearing a metal cuirass with shoulder guards but other than that her armor consisted of supple leather. I guess she was my travel companion and she didn't look happy, great.

"Bring your weapon and meet me in the training yard," she said and left.

'Geez, she could have said hi or introduced herself or something,' I thought in irritation. If it wasn't for my Identify skill I wouldn't even have know who she was.

Fiona Clark | Sword Dancer | Level 12

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