Sitting in one of the guest rooms of the doctor's house Charleen silently thought to herself about what happened … also realizing that this guest room would be her room for a while. It was smaller than her original room but she was ok with it. It had been five days since the fire at her home. Everyone in the village heard about it by now, about how the family line that ruled over their city was dead, and rumors were starting, about a new leader, sent by some high end nobel in Orlais, coming soon to rule over the city. Charleen, still cutting her hair, didn't really care about any of the roomers. If someone else wanted to run this city, they could have it.

"Perfect."

All the singed edges were gone; her hair was now down to a pixie cut. After sying her hair her way Charleen got up to check on Zar.

"How do I look Doctor Randof?"

The doctor took his eyes off of Zar to look at Charleen's new hair style. "You… Ahh…"

"Good!" Charleen walked up closer to see her mabari, "How are you doing Zar? Huh boy?"

*Bark!* *Pant Pant Pant*

"Good boy! See, Doctor Rand fixed you up all better huh."

*Bark!"

"Charleen, are you sure you want to leave the city? I mean this city meant a lot—"

"I know," whispered Charleen as she scratched Zar's head, "I went to the castle the other day and got everything from the basement."

"On your own?!" Charleen told Doctor Randof about what really happened at the castle, about her brother and Boa. The story wasn't something he wanted to hear but it was necessary for him to know what happened to Charleen, and why she came to him in such a bad condition.

"Yes, I got all the deeds and papers and anything else I could find in the rubble, in case I… Change my mind." Charleen then stood and looked to Doctor Randof, "I have to leave though Randof… I have to see my brother again and finish this."

Zar stood to his feet and went closer to Charleen.

Doctor Randof just looked at the two and sighed, "Fine Charleen," he put his hand to his head, "just take care of yourself ok?"

Charleen's eyes darted away from the doctor, "I'll be ok," she then looked back at him, "My armor an weapon should be ready today, so I guess this is, good bye."

The doctor just lowered his head then looked back at her, "It's never good bye Charleen, unless… you know… you're going to die, just farewell or see you later."

Charleen looked away from him again then turned towards the door, then started to head out, picking up her things at the door and Zar following behind her. "Farwell then," she said as she left the building for the blacksmith.

"Be safe," whispered the doctor, "may The Maker watch over you," the doctor then looked away from the door and back at his materials, "and Benjamin."

Charleen kept her head down, so that no one would notice her. Her makeup portrayed red tattoos on her face, and with her blond hair, now cut short, she somewhat didn't look like herself.

Charleen then walked into the blacksmith, with Zar at her side, "So?" she said looking at the other two in the shop, "Where are they?"

The blacksmith, with a load of armor black armor, walked up to her, "here it is ma'am" then handed her the armor."

Zar sniffed the heavy thing now in Charleen's arms, *Gerrrrr*

"What is this?"

"My finest piec—"

"This is nug dung!" she yelled as she dropped the armor on the ground, "This thing wouldn't even fit me! Now where's my real armor?! The one that I'm paying the two of you for?"

The blacksmith surprisingly stared back at his assistant; they didn't really think she'd question his work. "I'll get you the armor you ordered."

"And the weapon," she stated with her arms folded.

*Gerr!*

"And the weapon."

Both the assistant and the blacksmith went into their back room and brought out a dark brown sheathed weapon, and grayish armor, that looked fitted for a woman. "Here's the armor, suited just for you."

Now holding the armor in her arms Charleen smirked, "This is good. It will do for now, thank you," she then bowed before the black smith. She then slowly set down the armor and reaches for the sword. Unsheathing it she saw its perfection, "Perfect."

After paying the blacksmith Charleen left the town and after putting on the padding, given to her by the blacksmiths, she equips the armor and her new sword. Now prepared to begin her journey Charleen looked down at Zar before equipping her helmet.

"So we have our sleeping things, food, and all that other important stuff, righ…so… Ready?"

*Bark*

She then looked up back into the forest's horizon, "Then let's go. We're going to make sure Ben pays for what he's done to us, and our family." He will not get away with this…

*Whine*

"Don't worry, I won't get ahead of myself," Charleen then looked down at her helmet and smiled, "We're going to need some money first."

The warrior then equipped her helm and rubber her companion's head, the two then set off on their journey in search of Benjamin… and money.