Kris looked around at the strange city. Everything out here seemed to be so vastly different from her home. There were no fields here, no wide open spaces. The buildings towering over her began to feel claustrophobic. She shrugged the feeling off as she bit her lip and looked around. I hope this is the right direction. She thought to herself as she kept walking.

She turned a corner and her bright smile crossed her face as she saw her destination just ahead. Glancing around casually, she knew better than to just walk up. She looked out of place enough as it was in her 'country girl' attire, she didn't need the la'Ronk picking her out as one of the heros. Fingering the necklaces that hung around her pale neck, Kris proceeded on. She tucked the neckless beneath her shirt to hide it and stuck her hands into her pockets.

The weight of the hammer on her belt was comforting in the strange place. It made her feel better knowing that her favorite tool and weapon was so close, honestly without the hammer hanging on her hip she would have felt off balance. She pulled her jacket tighter around her, hiding the hammer and the daggers as she approached. As she got closer, Kris spotted a young man standing not to far away from the alleged meeting place. She eyed him curiously. He was handsome, no doubt, but he could have very well been the la'Ronk.

She changed direction and approached the young man from behind. The necklace hadn't reacted yet, so maybe that was a good sign. Being from the country, Kris had mastered the art of being sneaky. It came in handy when she had to sneak up on cows or horses that had run off the property. Approaching the young man, her smile grew. He was a hero she just knew it. She glanced quickly at the sinking sun and frowned for a small moment. Being Light, she wasn't all to skilled at night. But her smile returned and she stepped herself up next to you young man.

Staring out ahead, and not at him she grinned. "Hi there." She looked sideways at him before turning to face him, her curiosity making her speak more than her actual want of conversation. "So which one are you?"