In the woods in Cordesia…
The Fae woman walked into the clearing just in front of the woods. Her arrival signaled the start of the game.
She was immediately surrounded by 10 ruffians with swords drawn. The 11th man stayed back in the shadows observing.
The leader of the ruffians taunted her. "Don't you know better than to wander off alone, Little Girl?" He said while his confederates laughed heartily.
She scoffed inwardly. It was the same old routine. And the same old script. She was a woman, not a little girl. And she wasn't afraid to wander anywhere she chose.
When she didn't answer, the leader used his sword to remove her hooded cloak with one deft strike.
The others whistled in appreciation at both his skill and her beauty.
They had all done this a hundred times. They had no reason to believe that this time would be any different. But she wasn't about to follow their script. And there was another character about to enter the play.
