[h3]Falke – East Shopping District[/h3]

 "Sounds curious and I'm actually always open for curious ideas and knowledge." Chambala replied with a smile, listening to her new friend's brief explanation of things. Granted the huntress wasn't the most knowledgeable on the greater intricate workings of physics and magics, but she had a rather unique understanding of the way magic worked non the less. Otherwise she wouldn't have had developed her own brand of what she had heard some people refer as primitive rune Enchanting. It followed some of hte same basic laws as the normally thought way of doing it, but the fine workings behind hers were somewhat different. Focused less on agressive alterations and more on almost natural movement of forces and growth in nature. Such as her flame trinkets. They didn't cause fire to appear out of nowhere, they simply caused the wood or bone to ignite into fire. Granted she was experimenting with more agressive forms of enchanting also. 

 "Hmmm back then I didn't dress like I do now, you know." Chambala stated with a smirk." I used to dress like normal girls at my age at hte time, which made others thing of me as defenseless girl that's easy pray. Nowdays those same people avoid me from miles." She stated proudly indeed." My clothing reveals skin a lot, this is true, but I personally do not care what others think of it anymore. I like it, after living in the forest for so long, dressing like this had turned into a second nature. It's also surprisingly beneficial also I even learned how to fight with arms and legs only from a four legged stance." She stated proudly, showing her clawed fur, bone adn steel gountlets and boots." Took me a long while to get the style down, but I can now freely fight pretty much every normal beast in the forest with these alone."

 "Alright, going to return in a moment, would you mind keeping an eye on my spear until I return?" She asked, leaning the spear on the wall nearby and entering the tavern post haste. 

 The inside was roudy and noisy, whispers started as soon as the fur clad woman entered the tavern. She walked past the tavern keeper who's hand slipped under the counter as she passed and got to the second floor with two simple hops across the stairs. Entering into her room, she noticed a certain noise from the wardrobe kind of furniture nearby. Whomever it was, was pulling efforts to be very quiet, but she noticed it. With a calm, but fast movement she moved over to her big bags, noticing the things inside were moved about and rearranged, proof that someone else beside her was rummaging inside. She  Sighed, quickly threw the two bags, one across each of her shoulders, their straps forming an X on her chest, with her smaller bag now being exactly between the two bigger ones, at the middle of her waist.
 
 As she was about to leave the room, the door of the wardrobe was being opened. Someone was tryign to ambush her, probably a theif, but she didn't allow him to, she kicked the door with nearly all her leg strength, causing the attacker to be slammed back inside with painful groans. Some people never learned. Afterwards she left the room, walked down the stairs and threw the key on the counter." Next year the same time." She stated to the tavernkeep and exited to see Rebecca again and her trusty spear.

 "Alright we can leave now." She said, reaching and taking her weapon.