.:: Bazira ::.
Strolling easily through the low drifting fog, Bazira's mood was strangely calm on this day. Perhaps it was because she felt at peace here, where not many dared to come. It was a secretive place. And that she liked.
So why had she come here of all places? Well, why not? It wasn't like she had a social life to tend to afterall. It was a bit sad, but not having to deal with others was preferred. She had enough of her own problems, she didn't need to hear about others.
A dispatched sound rang out in the fog, causing her to freeze and ears to stand in alert. Again. She scanned the surroundings with a skittish motion. The fog was disorienting and she couldn't pinpoint the sound. That made her nervous. Even though she preferred her own company, she still managed to pick up on news and rumors and one that she'd caught was about how many came here and vanished. Never to be seen again. Now, she was no wimp, but she certainly wasn't a fool! She didn't want to die out here by some mysterious means. The way she saw it, there was a beast to blame for the disappearances. Though what that said creature was, she hadn't a clue...
[Lvl. 6 -- 26]