A woman runs along a a trail, carrying a package. Three men in black, one leading and holding a torch chase her. A cry emits from the package, breaking the silence of the night. It masks a quiet tang, sending an arrow slicing through the night. It plunges deep into the woman's heart, causing her to falter and send the package flying as she falls to the ground, the lady of her life draining away from her. The package is silent, and the three men arrive at the body. The man in lead swiftly lights the dead woman's body on fire and wat bed it catch fire and burn. He doesn't realize however that the two other mean are dead, a knife lodged in both of their necks.
As the man turns to leave, he comes face to face with Vera, snarling like an animal. He fumbles for his sword and raises it just once time to block the downward slash of a short sword. As Vera keeps swinging, the man keeps blocking, the spuds of metal on metal emitting through the forest. Slowly, the man grows more and more confident that he can dispatch this woman. He did not expect what would happen in the next few moments. In one slick move, Vera pulls out her shotgun piston, deflects a darting strike from the man and pulls the trigger, the resulting bullets connecting with th man in black's leg. The shot was so powerful and closed ranged (and you know, maybe a bit magically enhanced) that the man's leg flies clean off, riddled with bullets. Shocked and in immediate pain, the man crumples to the ground, practically pleading for death. And his pleases where about to be answered. Vera stashed away the gun quickly and walks to beside the fallen enemy, crouching beside his mead. With an almost psychotic smile, she swings the short sword into his heart, killing him off and leaving the area silent save for the quiet wailing of a young child in the package. Vera stands and quickly clients and cleans off her weapons. After, she makes her way to the baby. Tenderly picking. The package up, she calms him down with ease a sense of nothing previpushy transpired. The baby falls asleep quietly and Vera starts walking to a nearby village. She comes up to a door of her choice, knocks, kisses the young baby's forehead, sets him down and runs off into the blackness of the night.