The world of Kandrak

Isobel sighed, looking out to the town she was never allowed to visit alone. Her sisters and brothers all wanted to get out of that castle, but their father would not allow it. Sighing again, Isobel walked across her room, and took her sack from under her bed, and stared at it with wide eyes, finally realising what she had to do to be free. She quickly packed her most expensive clothes (Which she would trade for something better and easier to wear later) and hid it. She looked at the servants who gave her a bow and went to her little sister’s room.
“I’m going, getting out of here. Don’t tell Father, but you can tell our brothers and sisters.” Isobel whispered.
“Why?” Her darling sister Jade asked, confused.
“This life... if I don’t get away now, I never will, you see. Bye!” Isobel answered, then ran out of the room. She ran out the huge double doors and stole a horse, her horse Eternal, and galloped off into town. A few of the villagers gave her a bow, recognising her under her hooded cape. She got off and walked down an alleyway, and felt herself being grabbed. “Mmph!” she tried to say, a hand over her mouth. She kicked behind her, and heard the assaulter mutter some curses. “Get off, you oaf!” she herself uttered under her breath.

Blatsrics was strolling through the street with a proud grin on his face. He had just made a very large sum of money of his most recent hit and it had gone off with out a problem. Blast had decided to take a short cut back to his latest safe house, he took the nearest alley way tht for some reason ahd a horse tied up near it. Blast ignored the horse a made his way through the alley. He had taken about twenty paces before his eyes adjusted, suddenly he could see a dark figure with their back turned to him in a position that could only be holding someone with a knife to their throat. Blast crouch walked up behind the man soundlessly, He gripped the man's arm and pulled it away from the hostage without causeing the blade to be able to slice through any important parts. As the man turned around he go a nerve strike to the vegas nerve that controlled the heart rate, by hitting this nerve the brain started to think that the heart was overflowing and swelling with blood and so it starts to slow down but at that amount of impact the heart stops. The man collapsed in a crumpled heap.
Blast turn to look at the person he just saved. It wasn't usually in his nature to save people but someitme he would do it for some excitment. But this time it happened to be a female and one of his major rules was never kill women or children. It took him a few seconds to realize who he was looking at suddenly it hit him.

"Princess Isobel!" Blast recoiled. "I'm sorry for the inconveinence but what are you doing out of the castle?"

Blatsrics was strolling through the street with a proud grin on his face. He had just made a very large sum of money of his most recent hit and it had gone off with out a problem. Blast had decided to take a short cut back to his latest safe house, he took the nearest alley way tht for some reason ahd a horse tied up near it. Blast ignored the horse a made his way through the alley. He had taken about twenty paces before his eyes adjusted, suddenly he could see a dark figure with their back turned to him in a position that could only be holding someone with a knife to their throat. Blast crouch walked up behind the man soundlessly, He gripped the man's arm and pulled it away from the hostage without causeing the blade to be able to slice through any important parts. As the man turned around he go a nerve strike to the vegas nerve that controlled the heart rate, by hitting this nerve the brain started to think that the heart was overflowing and swelling with blood and so it starts to slow down but at that amount of impact the heart stops. The man collapsed in a crumpled heap.
Blast turn to look at the person he just saved. It wasn't usually in his nature to save people but someitme he would do it for some excitment. But this time it happened to be a female and one of his major rules was never kill women or children. It took him a few seconds to realize who he was looking at suddenly it hit him.

"Princess Isobel!" Blast recoiled. "I'm sorry for the inconveinence but what are you doing out of the castle?"

“Blastrics! Erm... Father gave me... permission?” she said unconvincingly, and realised her lie would fail. “I can’t stay locked up in that stone prison forever you know! I need to escape, and fast before they realise I’m gone. I need to buy clothes too so people don’t notice who I am.” Isobel looked up at Blast and stared into his eyes, trying to tell him not to tell anyone. She looked over at the man in a heap. Standing up, she kicked him in the groin. “Hmph.” she huffed, then she turned back to Blastrics.
“Can you walk me down this alley? It doesn’t seem safe. Oh, and, thank you for saving me.” she said kindly, and doing a little curtsey.

"Sure I guess," Blast shrugged they had taken a few steps before something clicked inside his head, he immiedieately pinned Isobel against the wall. "Is this some way of trying to get me to the gallows, some cute little trick to get rid off me?"
Blast reached for his dagger, is this was someway to get him captured he was going to... well he didn't know what he was going to do, he had never been able to kill women.

Isobel shook her head violently and she shut her eyes tight when Blast reached for his dagger. She was helpless; she knew how to swordfight but she had no sword on hand. "I don't play stupid tricks like my father does, I fight like any other person does." she said, before muttering to herself "If only I wasn't born in that dumb family..."
"Fine! Kill me and see if I care. At least I'll be free then." Isobel whispered, her voice shaking a little.

Blast raised the dagger but suddenly relaxed. He couldn't kill this girl even if he had to. Blast sleathed his blade in a relaxed manner as not to scare the woman any further.
"Come on let's go get something to eat," Blast motioned for Isobel to follow. "So what's the reason you're out here?"
Blast new that her father would not let his youngest daughter out of his sight so the only reasons she would be out here was if she killed her father our she ran away.

"I'm getting out of this town. I'm not staying here, locked up and with no free will. I'm going to travel across the continent, and no one's going to stop me!" Isobel answered, before realising she was standing still, and she ran to catch up. "I need to sell my clothes first; if someone sees me and reports me, I'm done for. And I'll probably have to tie my hair back into a ponytail." she thought out loud. "Do you know anywhere that buys clothes?" she asked Blast.