Being heir to a noble house, you had more than your fair share growing up. Anything you wished. So long as your parents deemed it acceptable. Martial training? Unacceptable. "Diplomacy would serve you far better." They said. Horseback riding? Unacceptable. "Do you know how many accidents are around horses? No, no. Carriages for you, girl." They said. "Magic lessons?"... Acceptable. "So long as it's something fitting your station. No wild witchcraft." They said.

Your duties so far were attending peace meetings, galas and looking for a suitor. That last one was a particularly difficult task considering all the other heirs to noble houses were far too prissy for your liking.

You were on one of the aforementioned peace meetings. Windsreach and Talamore were having a bit of tense relations so your parents sent you off to help mediate. No one was expecting them to get along, there bitterness towards eachother goes back ages. But you might as well try and avoid a war if you can.

On your way to the border, calamity struck your convoy. "A dozen of our finest guard will accompany you. They are more than suited to protect you from anything that tries to do harm to you." They said.

You couldn't see what it was that attacked them, but you heard their screams from inside the confined wooden carriage. It growled and roared. It sounded... malicious. Reveling in the bloodshed. You heard it stop. Then the sounds grew closer, and closer.

It smelled you. Your fear. You then heard it let out an almost human sounding wail. Fighting ensued. You heard the beast and your seeming savior fight for a few moments. Before silence fell again.

Then footsteps. One after another, growing louder. You could hear them breathing heavily as they  
approached. The door opened, revealing your disheveled rescuer. "You alright?" They asked.

***I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+***

[GM4F] From Noble Beginnings. [Fantasy]