The Summer Bonfire Festival (Year 20)

For the past month she'd felt like a shell of herself. It had taken so much effort to get back to her regular training regime, to feel like she could be a functioning member of the Armada again. She was making great strides but there was still a ways to go. She had to take breaks far more frequently and as such she was late in her arrival to the Hallows, but not terribly. It was something she could accept. She'd just joined the edge of the crowd when the fire was lit, the flames weaving into the sky.

Moments later a fight broke out. Typical, another pirate, raider, whatever, starting shit. She grinned as her father confronted the man. This would be a good fight and her kind of entertainment, though she did feel back for her sister Briar. The horned woman probably wanted a nice peaceful gathering and already there was a fight.