Katara

Katara rode her horse across the Alba bridge. The voice had conceded to her returning the head. It had been three days. The head was starting to smell and she had started storing it in a cleft of rocks. As she rode across the bridge she spotted Adrian. She led her horse to the railing, then walked up to Adrian, handed him the head and promptly jumped off of the bridge with her horse. She realized when she hit the water, that someone had been next to Adrian. “Oh well” she thought. She led her horse to shore, then started riding towards Grense. Dramatic flair was fine and all, but she needed to explain why she had the head. As she walked up to Adrian, who didn't look very well, and saw a shorter woman walk up to her “Hello” Katara said, trying to be polite. The woman reached up and grabbed Katara’s ear and yanked as hard as she could, trying to bring Katara to the ground. “HEY” Katara said, The woman had a firm hold on her ear and it hurt quite a bit. She turned to Adrian the best she could. “Adrian, can you get your lady friend to release me?” Adrian threw up. Katara’s eyes widened. The woman yanked on her ear again, trying to pull Katara down to her height. “Why would you do that? Why did you give him that?” She yelled. Katara sent a pleading look to Adrian, who was recovering from throwing up. He hadn't taken a head being handed to him very well. “Adrian it wasn't my fault, he made me do it.” Adrian turned to his lady friend “Let her go, it wasn't her fault” The lady gave her ear another hard yank and let go. Katara straightened, and promptly swiped her leg under the ladies, taking her feet out from under her. Adrian threw up again. “Adrian I am so very sorry, please don't tell anyone, I must go now, but I shall see you later.” She turned and after sending a look to the lady, who was getting up, she mounted her horse and left.