It was an extremely sunny day as Fara panted heavily as she ran through the city streets. Three guards were chasing her, their swords drawn as they called for her to stop. Why was she being chased by guards? Well she had stolen a loaf of bread from the baker! She was starving, what was the harm? She pushed through several people as she ran towards the docks. Then, as she got closer to the docks, she saw a large ship with people boarding. "Where is she?" Fara heard the guards shout. She slipped past a few large sailors who were chatting idly, and then she ran up the ramp of the ship. She stealthily ran between barrels and people alike, her small statue coming into play. She managed to find a room down in the basement of the ship. She shut the door and slid down onto the floor. "Phew...made it." She said, smirking. Now... where the hell was she?