Wild Goose Chase

Shika sighed and cracked her back. The ruins of Waterfall were getting old and loney, and besides, logic dictated that she'd have a much easier time bringing justice to the scum of the world in an area that has actual population. 

She set off without once looking back.

[unprotected, 24-hour travel thread to Haven. Yep, I'm screwed]

Shika rubbed her temples, attempting to recall where exactly she was. Not that she'd ever admit to being lost, of course. What a preposterous notion. I'm definitely northwest of Waterfall, she reviewed. If I wanted to, I could easily just stay here.

On the other hand, Haven should only be a couple hours away, assuming that old merchant guy could be trusted. Decisions, decisions. Oh, how she hated making them.

"Damn, I have no idea where I should be going," she muttered to herself. "Screw this, I'm going to haven." And with that, she hoisted up her bag and continued down the trail.

(le exit)

 [103 words in exchange for shaving off that final hour]