Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131220001148/@comment-11457306-20131221043535

Anwen reached the city as dawn was breaking and rode through the gates, bowling over the guards who tried to stop her. She didn't stop till she came to the smithy. (She'd picked up her hidden gear on the way.)

The smith was just stirring up the forge. He looked up in shock.

"You got that armor ready?" she asked. He nodded and pointed. "Wrap it up and make it fast!"

He hurried to comply, fumbling with nervous hands. "Hurry it up!"

"What about the other?" he asked.

"Keep it!" she snatched the leather bundle from him. "You never saw me, you hear?"

Then she turned the horse and galloped back for the gates.