Having left the estate of Lord Velmont, Sora thought about what her next plans were. She usually just went from town to town, never staying for long. In this case, she actually had a "place" to go back to. [i][color=lime]Guess I should check out the area. And if I find people wanting a bodyguard, I'll tell Vel. He should be fine with it. If he isn't, then I ain't his "property" any more. No more "place" to return either, but doesn't really matter.[/color][/i] 

As she started to get closer to the busier market area, a group of burly men approached her, noticing her +Anima birthmark. Giving them a sharp glare, she could see they were ready to attack. It wasn't that uncommon for her. However, she pulled out a slip, showing the mark of Lord Velmont, and the men cowered. [i][color=lime]Guess it's pretty useful after all. Although, it just simplifies things. Taking care of them is a hassle since more come afterwards.[/color][/i] She thought, as she turned away and walked. The men were left "powerless" in front of that paper. Hurting the Anima of another person was a crime, especially of nobles and lords. 

With all of the bustle in the market, Sora started to walk into a smithery, seeing a girl with long pink hair, with red eyes in a black dress walk out. The girl was taller then Sora, as well as having a bigger chest. Sora noticed the blades on the girl's hip, keeping alert, unsure of what kind of person she was. She was always cautious. Walking into the smithery, she saw blades on display. However, they seemed so decorative. She sighed at the sight of them, before exiting the store.