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[H3] Locations Varied, Ends Near Bonfire [/h3]
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It had been blinding pain, heat both entering and leaving her before it just left and never came back. Her breathing was slowing, a fight, a battle, a struggle with each attempt. Her meager strength was leaving her quickly....

Everything changed. The pain was different, refreshing, cool air against her skin... Hours passed and then she [I]remembered[/I] the voice, the choice, the message.

This time was going to be different. This time she was the one in charge of herself. 

She found she had an affinity for being sneaky, almost as if get past life was following her, stalking her like a viscous beast. There were enough of those around.

Her time spent was mostly stealing food from the various goblins when she could dart in and out of the shadows. But even then... She was intrigued by the pool more than most things here that she could immediately access. The goblins at the bonfire were dangerous, she could feel it in her very bones, and the dark waters made her apprehensive. She had never swam in her first life.

No. Maybe another time. For now.... For now she would continue observing and sneaking, stealing and picking from remains when she could.

Rain watched from the shadows as the confrontation at the waters subsided, a week into her new life, while a Wisp was getting ballsy with that Goblin calling himself Crispy.

She should let it die to that fire, but....

A hiss escaped her mouth before she fired a venomous projectile at Crispy's eyes, slinking away from her vantage point immediately to avoid detection. Hit and run tactics had always served her previously, and in the worst case scenario she'd just flee into the unknown waters.

What better way to grow stronger than combat, she supposed?