Once Upon A Time, there lived a girl different from all the others. For tho her father was a mere mortal, her mother was a creature of fiery immortality in human form. She would die one day by a sword or execution and rise from the ashes again in time for supper the next evening. It should be said, however, that immortality did not mean invincibility as one day this girl's mother fell seriously ill with an ailment that could not be remedied by traditional methods.
Luckily the girl lived in a kingdom with a merciful and kind king. Her King, King Lightquiver, had a mission for her, retrieve his daughter the Princess Sana from a tower guarded by another kind of fiery creature, and he shall bestow upon the half-breed a curative witches brew along with riches untold. So it was then that the girl Asha Flamewalk undertook a quest that would change the lives of her and her family forever.
As Asha, waved goodbye to her parents, she had a sinking feeling in her gut. It'd be necessary to temper it if she was to face the creature the king had described. She would need to control her worry if she were to rescue the princess as well as to get that potion, and she was getting that potion. There could be no hesitation she needed to control her impulses and misgivings, not the other way around.
While she walked, she hummed a tune her mother had sung to her when she was a small child. She used to think it was as if the skies themselves were singing when she heard her mother's voice. The two of them used to joke they must be descended from sirens as well. She kept those memories with her as she walked forward on the path into the night.
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Eventually, when she made it into a nearby city, she bumped into a beggar woman in the street whom she took pity on and gave some coin.
"Oh, thank you, young lady, this should be enough to feed the little ones." she crowed.
'S no skin off my back," Asha mumbled. She shook her head thoughtfully "No need to thank me, ma'am," she felt a little embarrassed by the gratitude. People around here must not be very generous, thought Asha morosely. Asha's mother had always taught her to be generous, if for no other reason than the possibility of good karma.
As she got to the edge of the city later the next morning, she fumbled around in her bag for her...