The City Nador
Sioban removed her armour and padding and then claimed into the other bead. "I'm not sad.. I'm angry," she said looking away.
"The person who was the closest thing to a mother was murdered in front of me, and I couldn't help. Everything I have was burnt to the ground. I was cursed.." she lifted the arm of her shirt showing the curse seal, a spiderweb of lines covering her upper arm that glowed with an inner light.
"All I have left is my sword, my armour, and a desire for revenge," she finished not noticing the tears running down her cheek, or the raw note in her voice.