Nenatalev 
Day 16 - Sunset - level 14:

The Gourge, was her place. She had a nice little camp were the monsters were not around, in a small alcove hidden away. It could not sustain more than a few people, but that was fine, since while she had brought along a few guards with her cute charm and showwomanship, It had not lasted. The cowards fled in the night after an outing went sour and one of the friends got killed. And now, she was trapped, unable to go back to town and not thinking to get a teleport crystal, having spent most of her cash on healing potions and the like, which were dwindling into nothing. Soon, she would be out of them, and one bad slip would mean her death. But, she was determined to kill as many of the monsters as she could, gather as large a pile of loot and die with it. 

But, shouting, the sounds of activity, of people. Of freedom. Her heart filled with happiness, Nena spent the next few hours making herself look a bit more presentable, and a bit less Woman of the Wilds. The sun was setting by the time she finished, but that didn't matter, they were not going anywhere. A week's joureny would not be over in less than a day, she told herself, constantly. And she was right, when Nena came out of the hidden alcove and exclaimed with great volume, so that all of them could hear her. She wasn't quite sure how many of them there were, but that was by-the-by. Freedom, was at hand.
"Who dares to invade the Realm of Nenatalev, Queen of the Gourge!?" She demanded, being a bit mad, what with over a week of isolation and life-or-death on every day, with death being inevitable eventuality. Freedom would be stared in the face, and then the funny little dimple on freedom's face would be laughed at.