There was no sleep to be had at the inn. The walls of the building were thin and she lay there listening to the cries of protesters outside. A beggar woman suddenly appeared at the window, pressing her face against the glass and wailing,“What of the children?!” The entire realm, it seemed, was as full of turmoil and confusion as she was, and if she had to listen to those strident voices much longer, she would most certainly go mad.
As Lucy dashed for the front door, the innkeeper cried, “Ye booked the room for two days, Missy, and we don’t give refunds!”
“Keep the gold,” snapped Lucy. “I don’t care.” She slammed the door behind her and headed straight for the moongate south of town, where she rushed headlong into the pulsing light, crushing a mongbat underfoot in the process.
Lucy wandered from one moongate to another, finally stopping for a short while at Luna. At least there were no protesters there. Nor was there a suitable place to rest… only a seemingly endless array of shops, none of which held any interest for her. Tired, but determined to find some quiet place to sleep, she exited the city gates and ventured into the countryside.
She wandered for hours, crossing bridges, passing through caves, dodging orcs and bandits on unfamiliar roads; and just as she thought she could go no further, just as the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, she saw it… a vast expanse of shimmering sand, and beyond that, a large shallow lake. She tentatively explored the area and discovered no dangerous creatures moving about. It was quiet. It looked deserted. “This is perfect,” she said.
Bone-weary, Lucy spread out her bedroll on the sand. “I may camp here for a while,” she muttered to herself as her eyes began to close. "I may even camp here forever..."
To be continued... maybe...
As Lucy dashed for the front door, the innkeeper cried, “Ye booked the room for two days, Missy, and we don’t give refunds!”
“Keep the gold,” snapped Lucy. “I don’t care.” She slammed the door behind her and headed straight for the moongate south of town, where she rushed headlong into the pulsing light, crushing a mongbat underfoot in the process.
Lucy wandered from one moongate to another, finally stopping for a short while at Luna. At least there were no protesters there. Nor was there a suitable place to rest… only a seemingly endless array of shops, none of which held any interest for her. Tired, but determined to find some quiet place to sleep, she exited the city gates and ventured into the countryside.
She wandered for hours, crossing bridges, passing through caves, dodging orcs and bandits on unfamiliar roads; and just as she thought she could go no further, just as the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, she saw it… a vast expanse of shimmering sand, and beyond that, a large shallow lake. She tentatively explored the area and discovered no dangerous creatures moving about. It was quiet. It looked deserted. “This is perfect,” she said.
Bone-weary, Lucy spread out her bedroll on the sand. “I may camp here for a while,” she muttered to herself as her eyes began to close. "I may even camp here forever..."
To be continued... maybe...
Although I'm actually taking a bit of a break, I've no intention of leaving UO.... and the "Transitions" posts are just my way of establishing some history and setting the stage for Lucy's return as a changed character... and, hopefully, a roleplayed character.
