Tempris sat at the rivers edge letting her feet rest in the river. She had her gear on her with her sword and shield sitting behind her and her mask resting on top of her head and not over her face. She wore a sleeveless shirt with a dark blue skirt. There were no symbols on this as she was not really working. This lazy life without drive was so hard to resist. She did not even have her pony tail up, instead opting to let her hair hang completely down with the band used to tie her hair strapped to her wrist.
Last week, she was fighting pirates and now she was in a forest. It was crazy how much traveling she has been doing. She raised her shirt to see the bottom of the scar from the dragon. It was never going to go away. The truth that she was not as strong as she thought, the punishment for her hubris. With a heavy sigh, she dropped her shirt and kicked some water into the air.