[color=green]"Thanks for the deal!"[/color] Orchid shouted towards a merchant. She got what she felt was a pretty good deal on the loot, and replenished her supplies. A new set of arrows, a couple of patches for injuries, and a snack. Plus now she had a lighter load, which was always good. Orchid always tried to carry light when possible. She would often drop her heavy load during a fight so she could do her thing unencumbered.

Walking out into the down Orchid wondered what to do as she snacked on a sandwich. Something of her own design: Two sliced pieces of bread, with a slice of meat and cheese in between. Sometimes she'd bake them. She was surprised at the lack of sandwiches in Waeldeshore, though Orchid figured that she simply wasn't looking in the right places. Orchid was also looking for her next adventure: Her bandit hunt was just something she was doing because she stumbled upon them. She had no intention of taking them down until they made themselves known to her. Frankly, her initial reason for coming to Waeldeshore was to hone her cooking skills. However she finds the stuffy atmosphere of a kitchen to ill-suited her. She'd rather have something more practical and hands-on, like hunting for her own ingredients. She felt that her cooking skills would become better on the road than in a class. But she needs purpose. Simply traveling around looking for the next ingredient wouldn't make a good meal. It needs context, significance. And more importantly, it needs company. 

That's when Orchid noticed something odd. A man and a woman, both adventurer looking. not too odd in and of itself. But what caught Orchid's eye was the weapons on the man... Two hollowed staffs that Orchid once heard of. [color=greens]"Guns?"[/color] She said to herself quietly. She saw them in action once at a festival. They didn't do anything but shoot sparks and light, but when she inquired about them she heard about them in greater detail. They shot powerful yet tiny metal stone "Bullets" which could pierce even the hardest plate armor, and traveled faster than arrows. However they were expensive to maintain and had very little use in hunting; each shot required an explosion to occur and there was no guarantee that the bullet would fly straight. Many would dismiss the gun as a cowards tool, but Orchid saw the value in it. And more importantly, she knew that guns were rare in this world. She wondered just who this person was, that he would openly walk with such advance weaponry.

Orchid did introduce herself to the pair immediately. First she walked past them, as if she was just another adventurer, in order to hear tidbits of their conversation. Orchid caught word that they were to head back to the tavern, though there were many in the city. Without a definite name Orchid turned the corner, but waited out of sight. She would follow the two and figure out what they're doing. With any luck, Orchid would find herself in some interesting company. 

[@Letter Bee][@The Fated Fallen]