The human girl Eretria sat by the bottom of a large tree, leaning against it as she cracks nuts with the end of her sword. [i]Crack. Crack.[/i]

Alëa sits in the tree, leaning against the bole and one of her legs dangling off it. She braids her hair as her sister keeps cracking nuts with the sword. [i]Crack.[/i] A nearby bird fled as the cracking sounds startled it.

"I am bored", Eretria complains. "I need something to kill."

Alëa kept braiding her hair. "There's a city only five miles away." She pointed into the direction.

"What? You mean Reakyth?", Eretria answered. "That city full of warriors? I don't think attacking that would be a smart move, Alëa."

The elf sighed heavily and dropped braiding her hair. "I never said anything about attacking it. I still have a few coins left. We could stock up our inventory."

Eretria got up and put her sword into her scabbard. Ready to walk those five miles. "Get down, elf!"

Alëa jumped off the tree and landed on the ground. She put her bow and quiver over her shoulder and followed her sister through the woods. "Don't call me elf. Many people would like to shoot me for my ears."

Eretria sped up the pace. She was really done with all this boredom. Time to find some adventure.