Trouble Coming

Stella grimaced and nodded. “Yes...” She answered and gestured toward her own clothes and even her bag. “All mine...I...uh..made mine...I mean...” She wanted to say 'I made all of it', but the words just never seemed to come out correctly for her. With a glance to Al, she felt her face flush with embarrassment.

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Kyra nodded and had an internal rage at the sight of the scar. She'd panicked when poor Lydia had gotten injured and had done everything to keep her sister alive. Once that had been done, she'd gone out on her own and made that boar pay for his misdeeds. Yes, it had only been defending itself, but when it came to her sister, there was nothing Kyra wouldn't do.

Dusting off her pants, she sighed as the door opened and a few men stepped in. “Uh oh...” She grumbled as they glared at the two women. They were going to be banned from another town, weren't they?