[center][b][h1]Adria Solium[/h1][/b][/center][center][h2]Geshmere road, unknowingly headed towards the rangers[/h2][/center]

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     Rain... what a miserable thing. Rain was cold, and wet. It was that wetness she especially didn't like. Hoods too. Hoods squished her ears up against her head, and that compounded the misery the rain brought. [color=lightblue] "just how far am I from the next town..."[/color] Adria grumbled to herself. The rain was so thick she couldn't even see more then 20 feet in front of her. What a miserable day...

    Adria shook herself off a bit. It seemed she had gotten lost in her own thoughts. The rain showed no signs of letting up, but that was no reason to just resign herself to being beaten by the rain. The worst part of all this is that it was too wet out to check her map to see just how much farther she had to go. 

 
     It was then that she saw them. Out of the curtain the rain produced, approximately twenty feet ahead of her, she saw a group of men, headed by a hooded man. She wasn't sure who they were, but they didn't look to be the nicest people... and... did she smell fire? Perhaps they were bandits! Bandits, and here she was alone on some road with a lute and some magic. It was clear they were fresh from some latest kill! But she wasn't going to let them just cut her down without a fight. Even if they were marching like they were some professional army. She was going to make it tough on them. Yeah! She was... well... stand there! Look scary! Intimidating even! If they drew close perhaps she might even growl a bit. That would work.