It has been a long journey, and Mistral is tired and ravenous. Dragging her feet, she approaches a friendly-looking enough restaurant. "KFA"... what could it possibly stand for?
Strangely, the door is open but there seems to be no one at the counter. She takes a quick glance around the room. Chocolates! They look yummy
But wait! They're exquisitely shaped, like an elf (albeit a wingless one)... it seems a pity to sink her teeth into such a beauteous creation.
Groaning, Mistral sits at one of the benches. Hoping someone will come to take orders. She examines her two swords with pride, remembering how she had slayed a mage earlier in her travels. One breach spell, followed by her kai ability had sent him to the abyss.
Mistral sighs inwardly. If only there is some worthwhile cause to champion...
"Does anyone require my services?" she announces to nobody in particular. Her voice echoes in the room.