Journey of the Unknown
starter for @vanguardxmercenary
“How did I...end up here?”
Confused, her memory was foggy--almost felt blocked. Luckily she washed ashore these new lands with her trusty blade and satchel of belongings. A blessing from the Goddesses.
Her feelings were conflicted; excited for this new opportunity, but to what extend would this new journey be in her favour? Unknown lands meant going back to the basics; Asking around, finding a map, a place to safely stay...
“Alright, no time for chit-chat! I gotta get moving!” Motivating herself as she begun to march. After a while of walking and asking for directions, she finally made it to a tavern. A good place for a break. Ordering a beer, the mercenary took a seat, looking around at all the new faces, different attires meaning different cultures... Until suddenly, she spotted a blue haired male who looked rather familiar. ...Taking a closer look, she noticed a familiar blade, sheathed, with it’s strap hanging on his chair... There was no questioning it.
“Boss...? Is that you?! How did you end up here?!” She asked, walking to his table. Perhaps Boss wasn’t the most appropriate term to use now as they were on their own... but as they say, old habits are hard to change.










