Amara walked along the city streets, eyes flicking here and there, taking everything in. It was certainly an interesting city. People walked alongside skeletons, the living and the dead together in a kind of harmony. Perhaps it was a strange sort of place, but Amara had never thought of it as such. She had grown up with the undead all around her. To her, seeing a zombie move in its somewhat slow pace across the street was as natural to her as everything else about the city. 

The marketplace was as busy as she had expected it would be. Necropolis was the capital, and as such it contained people, both living and otherwise, from all over. Amara walked through the crowds leisurely, keeping an eye on her surroundings. From time to time she would stop to browse the various wares the marketplace had to offer, though she had no real intention of buying anything. She kept her hood up as she went. Though there were very few people who would be able to recognize her face were they to see it, keeping her face covered would simply draw less attention to her. 

She had not ventured down into the city for some time now. It felt rather strange to be around so many people when she usually kept to herself. However, as she had hoped, it did serve to slightly lessen how aware she was of her bodyguard’s presence behind her.

Amara sighed. Much like that morning, she was still rather bored. She looked about. Perhaps she should just return to the castle after all.