Rustling sounds grew closer and her flaming hand grew brighter. Amber tilted her blade upwards like a scorpion tail ready to strike. [i]Yes... come to me, beasts. Show yourselves.[/i] The forest made many noises. That of birds whistling their morning songs, animals rustling about. Other noises far more concerning, soft growls and the tromping footsteps that felt far in the distance. And... something else. A feeling as if being watched. Not by a monster, but another humanoid. A person. [i]Shit.[/i] Amber continued, her sword still ready to strike. The flames that engulfed her hand started to make her arm sweat, the drops moistened the foliage below her. A girl came into her vision, bow in hand. [i]Phew.[/i]

Amber lowered her weapon, and the flames around her first simmered down to a mere ember. The girl did not appear hostile, if anything rather agitated. "Hold there!" Amber called out to her, "Amber Wreav," she extended a cautious hand still warm from the flames, "Free woman of Krave, city a few miles west of here." A man came up short behind her, carrying a deer. From the way things appeared these people were not her enemies. Her stance became a bit more relaxed. The man was pale, and looked a bit odd in his attire. Clothes of that kind haven't been worn anywhere she's seen. Most people dressed practically, this man was somewhat mysterious. The girl had a somewhat friendly aura around her.