Dusk fell and instantly Lydianna was wide awake. Rolling out of bed she changed the clothes she was wearing for something cleaner--a pair of black pants with loose legs, a dark red shirt with long half-sleeves that covered the underside of her arm but left open the forearm, and an earth brown traveling cloak. She pulled on her knee-high leather boots again, her belt, and set her weapons in their proper places. Out the room she went, making sure to lock it. She didn't have many possessions but what she currently carried and a few changes of clothes, but she didn't want it getting stolen. Returning the key to the inn keeper she told him, "I'll be back tonight," before sweeping out the door and into the night air which was already beginning to cool.

Lydianna made her way through the city hood up, head down, eyes open. She wasn't looking for trouble--not right now, anyway--but she didn't want to attract attention either. She walked leisurely as did civilians and was in no rush to find where she was going. Eventually she came to a tavern that she remembered served decent food, a place called the Lucky Maiden. She entered and found an empty table to sit at. Putting aside her weaponry she beckoned a tavern maid over and ordered a bowl of stew and some non-alcoholic cider. They came soon enough and Lydianna gave the girl her coin. The maid disappeared and Lydianna was left to eat in peace. As she consumed her meal she kept her ears open to hear the conversations buzzing around her.

"Did you hear about the elves?" One man asked another. "They say the demons rolled right over a large fraction of the elf king's army." Lydianna scoffed to herself. So the elves were failing. It came as no surprise given the fact that they had no allies to help due to their own choice. Tuning out of that conversation and into another one she heard, "--Trouble in the East. Supposedly there's a group of bandits stealing from farmers." Mentally Lydianna made a mental note to check out that bit of information. She had just finished her meal and cider and had stood up to go talk to the old man who had been talking about bandits when something happened.

The door of the Lucky Maiden burst open and there stood a young boy sweating hard and out of breath. The patrons of the Lucky Maiden ushered the boy in quickly and gave him some cider which he quickly downed. When the boy had caught his breath he managed to gasp out, "T-trouble. In the southern district around the poor houses. B-big demon." Lydianna didn't need to hear any more. She snatched up her weapons and was sprinting through the door and down the road even as she put them on. Some of the patrons of the Lucky Maiden simply watched her go, or else turned back to their food and games not seeking any trouble, but others flooded out and made their way to the southern district of Termina to see the cause of the threat and possibly do what they may to help.

Reaching the end of the street Lydianna vaulted onto a stack of barrels outside a barrel maker's and jumped onto the roof of the shop. She ran across the rooftops, leaping from one building to another, climbing higher and lower at certain times, jumping over voids both small and large. Finally she reached the southern district where the poor houses were located. The area was a mess. Building were damaged, carts overturned, a few bodies littered the street. Following the path of destruction while still on the rooftops Lydianna drew her bow. Finally she spotted the cause of the trouble--a large demon with surprisingly light skin. The city guard had yet to arrive and the people below were panicking, trampling over each other as they tried to get away from the rampaging demon.

He had his back to her and seemed to be concentrating on the people below. Taking this as her chance Lydianna raised her bow and aimed for his back. Calling out to draw the demon's attention away from the civilians so they could have time to escape she shouted, "Hey, there, you great flaming ass! Why don't you pick on someone who can actually fight you!?" Quickly Lydianna leased the arrow and let it fly toward the demon. She wasted no time in drawing, knocking, and loosing another bow with almost lightning speed. She wasn't as fast as a pure elf, but she was far faster than a human.