"Welcome to Luin, the City of Hope!" Signý gave a weary nod to the greeter, continuing on. She was looking for an inn. Traveling throughout Sylvarant was more wearisome than expected. She'd never seen so many monsters before. Reflecting on the difficulty she'd had making it to Luin, she was glad she'd grabbed the old scythe that had been propped up in the one corner of the house for ages. With more practice, she might be able to use it more effectively against those damnable monsters wandering outside!
"Ah! Finally." Signý walked up to the inn and yanked the door open. She walked up to the front desk wearily. The innkeeper eyed the scythe in the crook of her arm, unimpressed, and looked Signý. She smiled sheepishly.
"Room, please," she said, and thrust most of the Gald in her pocket onto the desk. At least the unnecessary amount of monsters she'd encountered had one upside. He had a young girl lead her to an empty room with a comfortable-looking bed. Once alone, Signý closed the door and collapsed on the bed. She'd explore Luin later; the bed was calling for her.
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Signý stepped out of Luin's inn, yawning. She'd decided to raid the item shop before doing anything else. Signý had been walking for barely a minute before she paused. Something bright and eye-catchingly red had flickered in the corner of her eye. Catching the flash of red again, she turned towards the source. Standing by a fountain, a young man clad in red stood with a small group. To her surprise, he and the taller male of the group were carrying swords. There was no stopping the sly grin from spreading across her face. Swords equaled adventure. The bulk of the group had begun to move towards Luin's item shop, leaving the red swordsman outside, alone for the moment. Signý made a rapid beeline for the young man. When she was within reaching distance, she promptly tripped to fall onto his back, taking him down with her.
"Oof!"
"Oh, excellent fall, Signý, just excellent. Definitely looked natural." The pair landed on the ground; Signý on Lloyd's back, Lloyd sprawled with his arms out and his face in the dirt. Signý leapt off him and proceeded to apologize profusely.
"I am SO sorry, I didn't mean to run into you! Ohh, I'm sorry, I-"
"Nah, it's all right!" he interrupted, standing up. He brushed the dirt from his clothing and threw out a hand.
"No hard feelings, eh?" He smiled, "My name's Lloyd Irving." Signý grinned and took his outstretched hand.
"Signý Grieve. It's nice to meet you, Lloyd!"