Most beautiful lady of Nikros
I was walking through town today, having just come from Lady Fluke, and me was I sore from the challenge of the Labyrinth. I was trying to work out whether I had it in me to make it all the way back to the Tavern, or whether I should just slump to the floor in the middle of the street, before tending to my cuts and bruises.
Before I could decide, I caught sight of lady, pushing her way through the streets with a grace I have never beheld. She seemed to glide by, never in anyone's way, always moving and somehow just being elsewhere when anyone else would have bumped or jostled.
Her face was slight, with rounded cheeks. Freckles, just a few, peeked out from under her hood. As she turned her head, I caught a glimpse of a small, upturned nose, and an expression of concentration from behind her spectacles. A whisp of brown hair poked out and I couldn't help but notice a slender finger push it back beneath her hood.
Everything around me seemed to slow and stop, I felt my heart pounding in my chest, the blood rushing to my face. If it wasn't for the hobbit who tugged on my arm, who knows how long I may have stood there transfixed!