Being on the run was never fun, being what you were.. a royal. You hated it, you tried your best to hide any part of you that gave it away. Whether that was cutting your hair, dirting your face, or wearing something you would never. But it was better this way, it was safer. You came from a smaller kingdom, one that was powerful, but small. Small enough it was already over taken by some others. Everyone was enslaved, but your father made you promise that you would get away, and you would find someone to help. Someone, and anyone. Your people needed you, they needed the help.

One night you ran, you ran so far away. The night was something you had anticipated. You prepared it quietly, packing a small bag, and a dagger, a dagger your mother had left you before she had passed. It meant a lot to you. You hopped onto your horse, and made your great escape.

You had been traveling for what felt like months, but you wouldn't stop until you found what you were looking for. Someone strong enough to get rid of the demons that had taken so much from you. Then you came across a tavern. Out here? In the middle of nowhere? How weird. You slowly tied up your horse to a near tree, and slowly slipped your dagger into your thigh strap.

Pushing it open, it was mostly empty, a few travelers here and there. But mostly empty. There was a man behind the counter, he was tall, very very tall. Even with his clothing you could see the outline of his form, so muscular, it's kind of intimidating, how tall he is. But his back was turned to you so it was easier to take it all in. You sighed, then cleared your throat getting his attention.

"Oh, hey." He said as he turned around, he looked around for a moment. Then he fixed his red eyes down to look at you. "Down there.." He said as he slowly placed down a mug he was drinking from. "What can I do for you? Hungry? Thirsty? Just passing through?" Ban said, as his eyes narrowed. He had seen your face before but he hadn't made it clear that he did. Ban was keeping it underwraps. If he did know where you came from there had to be a reason you went through all this trouble of hiding it.

Even to him, it really wasn't that well enough. He slowly lifted the mug to his lips, and slowly took a big gulp. "So? You gonna stare all day or do you have something to say?" He said as he placed the mug down.

Then suddenly a crash, a long haired woman had tripped and dropped everything she was holding on the ground. Her name seemed to be Elizabeth based on what another man said. This man was shorter and blonde, and this man seemed to be perverted. You tear your eyes away from that awful scene. "Ah damn it." Ban said as he sighed and moved from the counter to help clean up the mess because god knows Elizabeth was not going to do it due to the blonde man touching her.