LURA adjusted her satchel as she walked down the road. She knew there was a town somewhere around here, and she needed to find a place to stay. She just hoped she could get there before the storm did. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw lights in the distance. Pulling her hood over her head, she cautiously stepped into the town. She knew many heroes would want nothing more than to snatch up orphaned children- 
They called it protection- She called it ensnarement. She wouldn't let some overambitious hero clip her wings.
This town was full to the brim with them, but it also promised work and a place to stay. High risk, High reward.
Steeling herself, she stepped into the tavern.