(I’ve lost the actual date on this one; enjoy the approximate time!)
Rendra leaned against a wall, eying the assortment of cutthroats also gathered in this strange place. “Is my revenge worth it, to be surrounded by such people?” She had often thought this on her way to this hidden fortress…
Her thoughts wandered back to Tanchico. It was still a burning lance through her soul to think of the moment that drove her away from her home… to see her brother and… And… “Don’t think about THAT!” she thought furiously to herself, fingering a dagger in her belt it response to a man with a lecherous gaze attempting to scoot closer to her. He glared slightly, but moved on, perhaps in search of more amicable company.
It hadn’t been hard for her to find those sworn to the Dark, especially once the oath was upon her. In fact, it had been surprising to find those that she had known her whole, short life already dedicated to the Great Lord, who were willing to show her the ropes. “But why did I feel that I needed to leave Tanchico?” she mused, knowing full well she could’ve served her new master there just as easily, and learned enough to kill those who she opposed. But she had to get away, even if it meant risking her life by being a girl on the road alone…
Rendra’s thoughts were interrupted as she noticed a vision of pure white moving through a hurriedly parted crowd of people started moving through a sea of VANISHING people as the woman moved… towards her!
“What under…” Rendra started to mutter to herself, only for her words to be overridden by a wash of sound from the woman before her, and all thoughts of speech fleeing briefly as a hand brushed her cheek, “What is your name?”
Such a simple question, yet it took Rendra a minute to come back to herself. She drew herself up tall, and faltered somewhere between defiance towards this person of obviously high standing, to sheer terror. The terror won out as Rendra bleated out her name, “Mmm-mmy name is… is… Rendra!!” She shook slightly under the cool gaze being directed towards her, and though she was sure those around her could hear her knees clacking together, she attempted to control her fear, and look back at the lady before her as calmly as she could. This was her attempt at a new, better life, and she wasn’t going to let herself be oppressed again, even if it meant dying. Revenge was her only reason for living right now anyways…