OOC: Alright, thanks. There's more to it, but it isn't worth sharing. I might add a dragon later. Oh and I always like to start with a problem. Don't worry, I'm not one of the people who always make their character get in some kind of trouble.
IC: Nikita was wondering alone as usual. The girl was running out of arrows for her bow, so she decided to take herself to a town. Hopefully this town wouldn't know of her. Well, she would be wrong. Nikita slipped into town and went to the nearest weapon shop. "Do you have any arrows?" she asked, her British-like accent standing out. "For a bow?" The storekeeper looked at her with wide eyes. "Yes. Of course. You stay here, dear." The person disappeared into the back of the store.
