Arturia took a seat under the awning outside the inn. She was tired, she'd spent the whole day trying to find someone to take her to the Sanctum in Alphindale, but nobody would. She was beginning to lose hope.
She looked up at the sign, "The Toadstool Inn" it read. She'd stayed there the previous night, but hoped not to do it again. It was a comfortable place, but her funds could only last so long.
She sighed, it would be a long day. She glanced over beside her, a small flower was blooming out of a crack in the cobblestone. She reached over and touched it, the petals began to sag and fall away one by one.
Just like they always did.