59th, Fall 511 AV
Alea left the menagerie after making the last of her purchases, a pale dun Gilding. She'd never seen glow-in-the-dark horses before, and something about them struck her fancy. The last day had been the most exciting and terrifying of her life, but since then she'd found her cat, purchased her supplies (leaving her with exactly 100 gold mizas left), and found a secluded-looking spot on the edge of town near the sea where she thought she could get away with setting up camp.
She was looking forward to setting up her tent and celebrating her newfound independence... and getting away from these crowds. She couldn't say for certain, but it felt like there were more people just in the marketplace than in the whole village of Denval. She was also putting off thinking about what she was going to DO with all this freedom she'd coveted so greatly.
At least she had some companions. To her relief, the cat had become instant friends with the Gilding, loosing no time in making the horse's back its new favorite napping place. (Little did she know, she'd just saddled herself with twice the trouble.) She hoped making new friends would continue to be this easy.