Asha’ren woke to large raindrops splattering on her angular features. Grey eyes opened to see that the waxed canvass she’d purchased during her last trip to the city wasn’t stout enough to fend off the weather that she experienced here on the coast. Cursing to herself under her breath she threw back her bedroll and pulled on her already damp boots before shoving the few things she’d left laying about in her tent into her satchel. She rolled up her bedroll quickly, happy that the drips seemed to have started over her face and not left her blankets soaked before she realized what was going on. It was definitely one of the disadvantages of her body running hotter than other people’s, she was almost always the last to realize when her clothes were soaked. 

Thankfully she’d realized that this may be a possibility so she had camped nearby a small cave that looked like it would do for shelter. She quickly threw her few belongings into the cave along with her cloak and vest, leaving her clad in her shirt and leather leggings and boots only. She disassembled her tent carefully, making sure she didn’t rip the canvass. Though it hadn’t proved itself against the weather of the Storm Coast, she certainly didn’t plan on living here forever and it may yet prove of service. Besides, even if she didn’t end up using it again, she was relatively certain she’d be able to sell it to someone, maybe even at a profit if she was lucky.

Once she was in out of the wet she took the time to build a small fire and change into her dry shirt, buttoning the thick leather vest over it for protection. She laid her wet gear out on a rock to dry and lit one of the last dry torches she had to look around the cave. Seeing a tunnel heading out the back of the cavern Asha set a couple traps to deter anything that was planning on coming up behind her. She sat and dried off by her small fire, relishing in the feel of the heat against her skin. Asha dug in her bag and found a small piece of jerky that she chewed slowly and that only served to make her hunger grow. With a frustrated growl Asha grabbed her gear and headed out of the cave, happy to note that the rain had stopped and it was now a gentle mist.

Asha followed wildlife trails for a bit, trying to hunt down some small animal that would feed her for a couple days. Intent on her tracking, Asha didn’t notice the soaked elf until she was right behind him, though he hadn’t noticed her yet. “Who are you?” Asha asked, keeping an arrow nocked and taking a step back to give herself room to fire if necessary.

[@Gate Keeper]