I have died everyday waiting for you, Darling don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years, I'll love you for a thousand more
Nessa Cordelia Lux
This wasn't too far into the Outer Realms, right? Sure Cassian had warned her about it. But this was only Newdale, and it was basically like, right outside of Engloria. Which was safe as far as she knew, plus for the job of just delivering a letter, the pay was surprisingly good. And considering how difficult the past week had been, the girl couldn't really afford to turn down a job at this point.
Since parting with Cassian, Nessa had set out and signed up for the Adventurer's Guild. Rushing out to do as many jobs as she could, she barely scrapped up enough to pay for a room in an tavern in West Engloria. She had then worked for three days straight before heading down to Otenshire, which thankfully was a lot cheaper than Engloria. And it was close enough to the Dionalor Plains that she was still about to do some monster hunting and make some cash, it wasn't enough though. She was fairly certain she was going to have to take up the mans offer and join Velvet Reign. She had tried talking to some locals about 'Otherworlders' as he called her, but much to her dismay few had been willing to chat. Apparently there was a inherit suspicion about people not from this world which meant getting information on how to get home was going to be tough. One had offered her a small bit of knowledge for a price, which she had paid, only to learn that he didn't know anything more than what Cassian had already told her.
That they arrive in Hoptus Forest.
She wanted to head back there and investigate but the journey there meant supplies and supplies meant Vyldergold. Which she frankly didn't have enough of, so she had requested a job that paid well and trekked up through Engloria and into Newdale where the recipient would be. Newdale seemed like a relatively normal place, except for the fact that it made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. She couldn't explain why though, it didn't look much different from Engloria, except less wealthy.
Nessa stepped into The Mixer Club, where apparently Varsa Konhein would be working tonight. It seemed more relaxed in here, with chattering and laughter filling the room, the sounds of a live band playing in the background. Nessa's nose twitched as the scents of fruity beverages hit her nose, Ugh, I would die for a cocktail right now.
She thought to herself, alas, treating oneself to fancy alcoholic drinks was not something someone struggling not to sleep on the streets could afford. Nessa approached one of the waiters, interrupting him as he strode across the clubfloor."Um, sorry, is Varsa working tonight?"
She asked, he eyed the girl in front of him, she had covered her usual clothes with a white cloak that she had picked up from a lost and found in the local Adventurers Guild office - an attempt to look less conspicuous. Still, some of them seemed to just pick up on her otherworldliness, it was like she was giving off a weird vibe. It certainly didn't help gathering information or getting jobs. At the very least, she could tell that she had acclimatised to this world a little, her magic had begun to creep back. She found that the more she fought monsters, the more it began to manifest. It was no where near as strong as it had been in Ishgar, but it was better than the feeble thumbnail sized orb she had created when she first got here.
The waiter turned and jutting his thumb across the room, indicating a beautiful black haired woman with red streaks in her hair. Her waitress uniform styled in an especially provocative manner, the skirt cut short to expose more thigh than usual, and the ends of her shirt tied into a box to expose her navel. She had bright red lips and an slit cut into both eyebrows, thick eyeliner coating her ruby eyes. Nessa thanked the man before approaching the waitress, "Hello Varsa. Hi, my name is Nessa and I'm from the Adventurer's guild, I have a letter that I've been commissioned to give to you. It's from Dimitri."
Varsa had been ignoring Nessa until she mentioned the guys name, following which she quickly snatched the letter, faster than Nessa's eyes could follow, ripping it open the girl began to read.
Satisfied her job was done, Nessa turned away to leave the girl. Only to stop as she heard the furious shriek escape the girls lips, she looked back, recognising the pain and rage on the girls face. Heartbreak.
Varsa would look up from the page, her eyes locking onto Nessa. "It's you isn't it. The 'Someone else'. You bitch, I'll kill you!"
And before Nessa could defend herself, she was suddenly forced back with tremendous force. Within seconds she was forced onto the other side of the club, pinned against a wall and lifted off the ground by her throat. Varsa who was holding her with one hand, would snarl in fury, exposing a pair of very, very sharp fangs. "N-no... Please..."
Nessa could barely speak, the vampiress grip was quickly cutting off her oxygen and if she didn't get out of it, she would be dead in moments. "Someone... h-help..."