[Right][H2][color=#CA9BF7]Fia Blackfire[/color][/H2][/right]
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	“Alright everybody, this is where we part ways. I loved traveling with you. I will not forget you lovelies.” spoke the woman. She wore a red dress, attire normally not thought practical for cross country travel. Yet even so, the woman didn’t appear hindered by it. Wagons and horses parked in a circular position surrounded the woman. A few stood and listened to her speak, while most of the others carried on like nothing was happening. One of the men walking by spoke up.

	“You say that every time you leave. You always end up back here.”

	“It not my fault we always cross paths.”

	“Worry not about it. Just take care of yourself, Fia.” spoke another. An elven man. He put down a hefty sack into one of the carts before looking back at the woman in red. The woman leaned onto one leg, looking intently at the elf. Her face looked softly, but her eyes told a completely different story. She was in contemplation.

	“You know, it’s not too late for you to join me. If anyone was to go, it’s you.” said Fia.

	“Perhaps another time. There are some things that should remain forgotten.” replied the elf. He turned to walk away, “besides, if you stay here much longer, you’ll be late. They don’t like outsiders lingering for too long.”

	“Well then, I’ll be off. I’ll let you know if I find anything interesting.” Fia waved her hand as she turned away from the camp. Her hand was still waving as she walked away, lowering it only after the camp left her view. She was not far from the meeting place, but she misjudged how long it would take for her to get there. Upon arriving at the location, there was evidence people were about. However, with no one there now, it looked like that elf was right, she was late. Still, the expedition didn’t leave too long ago. Perhaps she could catch up.

	Several hours later, Fia noticed commotion just off the road, an old house by the river. Several wagons, and horses guided to the stable. The windows glowed as lights started to illuminate the interior. Shadows drifted across the windows as bodies moved across the path of light. There were definitely people wandering that building. Finally, Fia had found them. It looked like they were only starting to settle in, which Fia deduced meant that she wasn’t too far behind.

	She was glad she found it when she did. The storm was getting pretty bad, and she was already contemplating having to build a camp of her own. At least now, she could join the others in a stable and dry shelter to let it pass. As rain drenched the solo woman, she marched up to the door. Fruitless wiping off some of the water from her torso, she knocked on the door. And then she promptly opened the door and took a step inside.

	“Ha. I’m glad you all didn’t go much farther. I’m not sure how much more of that rain I was going to endure. But I’m here now.” said Fia. As she was speaking, she reach down and grabbed the bottom of her dress, wringing out some of the rainwater that soaked through. She stood up straight as she finished speaking and walked fully inside, letting the door close behind her. Ignoring any bewildered looks, Fia walked up to the fireplace.

	“Oh poo. And here I was hoping we could get a nice warm fire going.” Fia crossed her arms in front of the empty fireplace. Bothered by the lack of fire wood, Fia turned around to finally get a look at everyone still lingering the main room. The her face widened as she realized she hadn’t introduced herself. “I’m Fia. I meant to join you earlier, but ah, I guess I ran a little late. It’s a pleasure to be here, lovelies.”