She was taking a few days off and looking for an old friend......a mentor. She was alone wearing a fine silk, button up shirt and casual slacks with conservative heals.
Her long, red hair flowed mid way down her back.
Malaclypse Freeport was something she had only heard of in her conversations. Shasta was her original place of origin but this was a nice start. It was beautiful. She stood in the middle of it all and just looked around.
"Beautiful!" she said, "a girl could love this place." For the moment, she forgot her original mission.