Freya steps swiftly through the misty jungle, the sound of her feet splashing against the wet ground are the only sounds she makes. She holds her spear in her left hand, leaping gracefully over massive roots and pits, hastily making her way through the damp darkness that is the Dark Forest...
She had been going like this for hours without rest, determined to keep on the trail of her prey, for the reward for the slaying of this hunted creature was quite handsome. One thousand gold pieces was more then enough to pay for an airship ride across the mist continent, while leaving plenty extra for other things. However, no matter how large the sum of money was, 13 hours of non-stop chase is bound to take a toll, even on this crimson clad Dragon Knight...
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