Mar 14, 2014
Arriving in Paris (Open)
Annamay took a deep breath of the Paris air, so different from her small farm home in the country. Armed with her grandfather's sword, she smiled at the bustling city life. She put a hand on her meager purse, making sure what little money she had was still there.
A long green skirt covered her men's pants and leather boots that her uncle had made for her. A light blue cloak covered the shoulders of her white chemise and light green bodice.
She made her way into the city proper, and was almost immediately lost amidst the winding streets. "Pardon me," she said to a passing stranger. "Do you know where I may find the Musketeer garrison?"