@praemonitorius
She was warned from the previous village that the main road was a path better tread by bandits, and that she should stick to the forests. Cerulean hefted her bag and held tight onto her Scroll and book. She’d never met a bandit before, much less traveled this far out on her own. But she was almost fourteen, she had good knowledge of flora and fauna, plus she had her guide with her. She felt the book lightly hit her back, and for a moment decided that the next tree she saw, coming up on her right, she would scale and cast her gaze out onto the road, looking for these supposed ‘bandits’. Maybe she’d go back to the village if she did see them. She wasn’t too far away...












