Smiling to herself as the cool air bit into her, Lyth scrambled through the mountain terrain. She liked the cold, it felt invigorating, inviting. Her blonde wisps of hair blew all around her face as she climbed.
Lyth was in Diamond Kingdom chasing after a group of Varlenx's men. She had not been here in a while and was hoping to get some information. The more she knew what her enemy was up to, the better chance she had of throwing the tyrant off his throne. Thus she was chasing after a small group of his knights--the best source to gain information from.
As she made it to the top of the cool mountains, she spotted the moon reflecting off something. Stepping carefully, she found a lake surrounded by the mountains. The harsh wind did not penetrate so hard here by the mountainous wall. Knowing she needed to refill her water flask, Lyth went over to the lake. She stopped most abruptly when she heard something. Could it be the knights? They had come this way after all. Whipping out her bow, she walked silently on the hard ground. She stopped when she heard a voice, a feminine voice at that. Lowering her weapons slightly, she called out, "Hello? Who are you?" Maybe it was not a threat after all, but she could not trust anyone in Diamond Kingdom anymore. No telling who was a follower of Varlenx.