As soon as Kaylin saw that she was out numbered with two soldiers, an old man and this 'hero'... she got worried. She had just stolen from the other soldier beside the one he called Bishop. Knowing that she couldn't get caught by these people for it would mean the death of her.
Kaylin got up off the ground and hobbled backwards. A little scared. She had to stay alive at all cost. She didn't know who these two soldiers were. But they worked under the man she despised with her every breath. Putting her weight on her wounded leg, wrong on purpose. Kaylin stumbled. But had enough ground to bolt.
She quickly removed the money pouch that she had stolen and threw it at the one she stole it from and hit him in the face (Ouch >.<) Running in the opposite direction, dropping a small card to the ground. It was half of a Tarot card with "The Hangman" inscribed on it. The picture was of a man hanging from a dead tree. There was only one tree in the village that looked like that and it was in the Cemetery.
Kaylin tried desperately to get away. Leaving her blades in the alley. Her only weapons to protect herself. Hopefully that she wouldn't need one till she could steal another. Kaylin stuck to the alleys and got to the Cemetery and went behind the church and sat under the tree.
A cold wind blew and Kaylin began to get cold. She usually had more things but lost them in the fist run in with those 4 thugs. She wrapped her shall around her and shivered. Watching her breath mist in the cold air. Hoping that she knew what she was doing was right. She had been going by Lin as a name for cover from being found. She just hoped no one would ever recognize her as the youngest daughter Of the late King. She hadn't gone by her full name since the gypsies she had lived with died by Kanroth's men.
Remembering all the people that had died around her. Kaylin broke down and began to cry."Oh Mom, Dad, Sota, Laris, Mayfos, Yana and everyone else... I miss you so much...." Kaylin said as she buried her face in her hands and cried out for her loved ones.Holding the Bloodstone in her hand. She never liked being alone.
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