[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190320/8c676a4421b2502314802d2f14ed50d8.png[/img][/center][hr][right][color=white][b]Anvil[/b][/color]
[color=gray]Town Bridge[/color][/right][hr][indent]Being so easily tempted is quite the bane.

It had been some time since Sifa had stopped in Anvil, yet her foolish stupidity ruined what was to be a nice evening. Whilst the haunch of meat Sifa had bought for lunch was quite [i]tasty[/i], the butcher took the last of her savings in trade—coins that should have been spent on her room, instead.

[color=E21C1A][b]"Stupid old innkeep... I even said I'd work for a room!"[/b][/color] The girl grumbled as she prowled the streets of Anvil, wondering where she could possibly stay. [color=E21C1A][b]"'I don't want to hear it, girl! No money, no room!'"[/b][/color] She continued, mocking the elderly innkeeper with a sarcastic voice that somewhat sounded like an grumpy senior. Reaching for a stone on the ground, Sifa cast it aside into the river, her eyes watching the rock skip across the water and scaring away what few fish were nearby. When the pebble finally sunk into the water, however, the foreigner's mood would change from anger to one of interest, as her gaze lingered on a "rich" man, who appeared seemingly lonely as he leaned against the railing of the town's bridge.

Her curiosity piqued, Sifa approached the man, and leaned against the railing beside him. Screw the innkeep; it wasn't every day one saw such nobility in some unknown village! [color=E21C1A][b]"So,"[/b][/color] She spoke, [color=E21C1A][b]"What brings you to this part of the woods, if you don't mind me asking?"[/b][/color][/indent]