[b]Hunter[/b] - Kaelle

Kaelle's feet hurt. They [i]killed.[/i] She had been walking non-stop for days, trudging through the Luom-lit forests and deserts to get to Adin. She crossed the border between Capernaum and Endachold just a few hours ago and was determined to reach Adin by dusk. 

Not only did Kaelle's feet hurt, her shoulders ached too. She over-prepared for the trip and bought a rucksack with far too many items - she did not need five metres of thick, rough rope and a deer-skin rug. The sun rose high into a cloudless sky and blazed onto the land, forcing Kaelle to shield her eyes rather than to risk becoming blinded from the light. Sure, Endachold was bright but it was bright where it needed to be, not bright where it needed to be times ten. The last animal she saw had been a deer which was an easy catch, a bola thrown wrapped itself around the horned animal's legs and immobilised it. Hunting animals gave Kaelle an unmistakable sense of satisfaction, especially watching them struggle as they collapse to the ground, unable to prevent their sad fate. 

A beacon of hope stood in Kaelle's line of sight, the towering spires of Adin only a few hours walk in the distance. Kaelle picked up her pace to a brisk walk, all the pain in her shoulders and feet disappearing. She was going to be there before darkness took over the land. She knew it.