Alessandra Lyra
"You quite obviously aren't."
Alis flinched, not realizing the stranger was still there. He had fallen silent for a while and she hoped he had lost interest in the strange girl by the road and left. She sighed, he was right, she wasn't fine. But saying that you are fine when you're not is something that people just say. She had never been reprimanded because of it before.
"And I'm on my way out of Kalistos."
It took her a while to realize that he was answering her first question, and longer yet to wrap her head around what he had said. Kalistos? She thought, confused, where the hell is Kalistos? Surely I would have heard of a place with such a strange name before? Her ribs ached with grief, where was she? Where was this Kalistos that the strange man was talking about? She clutched her clothes tightly, trying to keep hold of a shred of sanity.
Anyway, silence was getting her no where once again, and she finally raised her head and wiped her eyes on her sleeves. Alessandra sniffled, "Kalistos? Where's that?" Her voice was small and she still didn't look at the man who was talking to her, not ready to face him after how she was acting.
He didn't answer her immediately, instead, he walked around and knelt in front of her. She shrunk back a little, but finally gave in and gave him her attention. She immediately regretted it, it only stressed her out more.
He looked like he had just stepped out of a Lord of the Rings movie or something. However, that didn't freak her out as much as what was strapped to his back. A sword.
Her crimson eyes widened at the sight of the weapon. Maybe this man was there to kill her. She would have said something, maybe asked him about it, but her mouth had gone dry and she had lost her words. Death was upon Alessandra Marie Lyra. She still tried to understand why he was dressed in such a way. Was there a strange satisfaction for him, cutting down his victims dressed as his favorite hero from a fantasy film?
"I think I could ask you the same question." She jumped, "What are you doing by the roadside, crying to yourself like a scared child who's lost her mother? It isn't safe, you could get attacked and robbed; you're obviously an easy target."
A shiver ran up her spine and she cringed, an easy target? To who? She didn't see any dangerous person around except for him. He was the one with the sword! Scared that he'd hurt her if she didn't answer, Alis swallowed the bile the came up from the fear and said quietly, "I'm lost, I don't know why I'm here."