Freedom Through Fire

Walking the streets of this unknown town, Chandra kept to herself. The wind was strong enough to float her hair off the neck, and the people seemed to only focus on what was ahead. It felt like home in a way, and that made her flame within her a little hotter than normal. 

The edge of town was in sight, and a feeling of relief washed over her. Something about this place just made her want to burn something, and being out of it calmed her nerves.

Just relax Chandra, just relax. There is no one out for your head, there is no one who thinks you burned down a village. You didn’t but they would never listen.

Without knowing, Chandra started to clench her fist out of anger, and the fires within her started to stoke themselves. Feeling heated, the pyromancer took a few breaths and cooled off. There was a clearing outside of this city, and it looked peaceful enough to take her mind off of all this reminiscing. She started over towards the area, putting her goggles on.

The pyromancer, walking a long path, finally reached something that could be called a town. Villages were nice and all, but some times a lady needed a place to eat. Her fingers rifled into her pockets, finding enough money to buy what she needed to fight the fires in her stomach.

There she was, staring down a random creature in a forest she had no business being in. In a fit of rage, she exploded into a plane she had no name for, facing down one of the alpha predators because she had woke it from its slumber.

Well done Chandra.

The dense foliage were perfect if she wanted to set this region ablaze, and it was the last ditch effort in the event she could not escape this...drake? It came to the pyromancer that in her fleeing this beast that she never classified it. It was big, did not fly and was roaring. Perhaps it was a bear of sorts. Low ignition fireballs were lobbed at its face, distracting it enough for her to dip into a ditch.

A roar filled the air, Chandra knowing she hit whatever it used for tracking in the dark and causing the beast to cry in frustration. It was never her style to take such an indirect approach to things, but if planeswalking taught her anything, it was to expect the unexpected of people. 

A few moments passed, and the beast lumbered away. Chandra pushed towards the nearest clear opening and gazed upon this planes night and its moon. It was something that always brought her peace and with a deep sigh she relaxed. 

The night stirred with unknown things, but the fiery mage did not fear it. With a smile, she tightened her shoes and gauntlets, readjusted her goggles and gave a wicked smile.

Chandra sat atop a stone, over looking a barren valley in some nameless desert she wandered into. A small ball of fire channeled calmly in her palm, her eyes gazing towards the darkening horizon. As dusk fell into night, the ball of light remained.

What is to happen to me? What is to happen to any of us? All the ties I have made will eventually fall, all loves eventually lost to time. Will I even be remembered if I were to fade away? Does anyone remember me now. Her mind inevitably went to her love, wondering is she ever thought of her anymore. It has been such a long time, and every time Chandra had managed to find herself in the same plane, she could not locate the necromancer.