"A New Job" by minnow It had seemed like a simple enough job when she had signed up; she would get to sit in some poncy merchant's wagon and if on the very unlikely chance it was attacked, she would wave her sword at the idiot who thought they'd nick something valuable from a wagon with "Shiny Trinkets. They're really cool... Honest!" painted haphazardly on the side...
Broken But Not Defeated! Here she was, sifting through boxes of sporting equipment and old school notes she couldn't part with to find her "good fortune" pendant...