[h2][b]Leias [/b][/h2]
[u]4th of Summer - 5:44 PM[/u]

Ryio was hunched low in the dirt beside her bedroll, counting her meager few coins in the dimming light of the forest. One, two... She paused, looking in and around the bedroll, then in the already empty coinpurse on the ground. She had just two coins to her name- and not particularly valuable ones, either. [i]That's the price for chasing a dream, I suppose.[/i] She thought, sweeping the two coins into the small coinpurse. Ryio then packed her bedroll, attaching it to her back with a spare leather strap she had cut from a discarded boot several weeks back. She tucked the coinpurse away in the rough canvas bag at her side, donned her cloak, and began the walk into central Leias.
 
She'd been camping just off of the main trading road and walking into the [b]Stretch of Gaia[/b] every day, hoping to hear more about the ancient ruins and artifacts she caught rumors of in Arcadia. Though, most Myti were fairly clueless or stubbornly tight-lipped about them, leaving Ryio stuck- literally. She didn't have the money to buy enough provisions to go back to Arcadia, nor did she have the means to find the ruins on her own. For now, her mission to replace her left arm was at a complete standstill, and it was a frustrating one. 

Ryio looked up from the path to see the road had become more crowded, and the noise of the late-afternoon markets slowly became louder and louder. Before she knew it, the stench of pack animals assaulted her nostrils, and she could taste the sour dust kicked up by their hooves. Ryio brought her scarf further up her face and slowly pushed through the crowd, eventually making her way to a less busy side of the stretch. Her stomach growled again, that made eight times now. Ryio scanned for potential business owners to bother, but one in particular caught her eye. The stand was ramshackle and made of yellowed, molding wood. A crude scrawl was scratched into the top plank of the stand, "Kolo's Bobbets". 

She wasn't particularly sure what exactly a bobbet [i]was[/i], but it was probably better than starving. "Hey. Are you offering work? I'll do [i]almost[/i] anything, and take [i]almost[/i] any payment." Ryio stood lifelessly still, staring blankly at the owner. 

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