[PP-F1] <<Feeding The Enemy>> Not so Familiar to me! (Itzel & Esper)

[Esper 0]

The sun broke early in the morning, it's glow upon the horizon cascading through the trees like a blanket of pristine paradise. It drove certain dangerous mobs back to solitude, it brought NPC's of appropriate sorts from their homes, and invited a flourish of players to the next day of what was essentially, life. It felt all too real too, Esper had to admit, as the warmth of the blazing ball of heat drove away the crisp morning chill she had felt creeping up her arms for two hours. The girl hadn't the faintest amount of sleep anyhow. She had left the fortress of protective walls that was the Town of Beginnings quite a while ago, and found herself wandering the empty plains to substitute for the restless night prior. She had no real intention of fighting mobs, nor to harvest materials out in the more wooded areas. No, in fact, she had her mind poised on one thought, one she got just a few days ago. Actually, she had always had a notion for it, but she never really considered anything until recently. A familiar, so she knew they were called.