Misplaced Respite (Ulv/Helle)

A moment of respite. Between the ever present duties that she has and the looming war, Helle has found no time in her schedule to simply sit down and enjoy the passing of time. However, through some miracle, mostly her Liege allowing for everyone to have a break before the battle comes to fruition to prepare fully, Helle finds herself longing for nothing more than relaxation. It would do her no good to cramp up or fall due to exhaustion on the battlefield.

Why here of all places however? She could have relaxed in her room. Maybe she wanted to escape from her familiar setting, and maybe this is the only other location in the world that she actually has any form of familiarity with even if miniscule.

Armored boots step onto one of the many docks of the harbour as a fully armoured Helle finds her gaze sweeping over the city in wonder. The last time she was here, which was not too long ago, was simply to check on her Liege. She did not get to see much besides a small amount due to being greeted by the apparent mayor of the area. Helle felt that her presence here would surely garner the attention of Ms. Aubur, but that is fine. It may be strange that Helle is dressed this way, but that is simply due to her worry of enemy assaults. Yes. It’s not that she doesn’t have much to wear and is actually rather frightful being out in the world alone without any guidance. It’s not like it’s been five years since Helle has known fresh air, definitely not the fact she literally spent her whole life cooped up with little outside interaction.

A woman out of time, surely, but she will make the best of this. Ignoring the inquisitive look of the many civilians onto her armoured form, she begins wandering. Here and there, she sees stores and stalls and such she cannot quite place or understand if worth learning more of. It seemed as if people prefered allowing her her space as well, maybe it’s the fact she’s a six foot individual dressed in intimidating gear with her powerful presence made blatant for any to feel. It’s even impossible to tell her gender with her getup. Lucky her, for she’d rather hate having anyone look upon her form with lecherous eyes, much like Ms. Aubur had despite her hidden appearance. Ah. Is she lost? She’s unsure. She was lost when she first began her little tour.

After a few minutes of wandering through the warm streets, Helle would be met with a sight not entirely relaxing or welcoming. A gigantic wolf would come bounding down the road, massive fangs jutting out of it's lips like a sabertooth and huge claws gripping the floor for greater traction to rush at the Quincy like it had just found it's prey. The appearance that was similar to a Hollow certainly didn't help things in any way either. What this creature was doing loose in the city was an enigma. Maybe it had just snuck in via Garganta and pounced at the first prey it saw.