Feng Li wandered the Eastern countries, talking to some vendors and buying more healing potions. "I need to find a healer soon," she thought, fingering the hilt of her butterfly swords at her hip. At her back rested a huge broadsword with a pure white blade, which matched her long, white ponytail and white wolf ears. Her tail twitched from the hole in the back of her black pants as if it were of its own mind. She sniffed the air, then grinned rather wolfishly as she recognized the scent. She hurried into a restaurant and bought a bowl of ramen from a rather attractive elf.
"Back again?"
"Yup," Feng said, slurping down the ramen happily. "I just leveled up to thirteen and I need supplies. I would be a twenty already if I didn't have to go to class," she said with a sigh. "This is more fun than classes."
The elf just chuckled and served more food.