Open Wanderings

[Asta]

Fall 516 AV

Asta had to admit that she was running low on funds. While she had enough to keep her self fed and clothed at least for a while, but clearly she had to reach out to the locals and hope some one would take pity of sorts on her. Not that Asta was pleased by the idea at all. But, there was times when you had to swallow your pride and cast yourself into the tides of fate. Which was more poetic than she was actually feeling at this point. To that end she decided to well.. stroll down the street.

Not something that was productive as a general rule. But, she had done it before and came across something that had turned out to be beneficial to her in the end, if not well at least she was giving herself something to do. On the other hand if she ran into trouble, well then it would give her something to do as well. Asta was also using the time to feel out the locals or travelers. The feeling on the streets was also a good measure of what was going on in the area, a person couldn't always trust the local news after all.

The weather was not on her side, and the wet in the air seemed to reflect her mood. Even if she did enjoy the ran it did make most of the sensible populous to seek shelter, even if it was more of a mist than an actual down pour. Although the sky threatened to make good on that threat. Well, there was no help for it. She slowed down to take a look at a display of goods for sale, for a moment loosing herself in the goods for sell and shifting her attention from what was around her.