On the outskirts of town, a clocked figure stood on the edge of the grass. The slender figure showed it to be a woman, but the cloak covered her face, shrouded in darkness. She looked at the town in silence, a gentle breeze blowing by. This seemed like a pretty town, hopefully with tons of gold. Three nights is her limit. In three nights, this town will be picked clean, then she'll go to the next town. Taking a step forward, the figure walks...