Heading off towards Wyrd, the next nearest Lodge

The little voice of reason thundered to the front of her mind, overriding her burning desire for vengeance with some logic. She was, even with this magic thong, incredibly poorly equipped for fighting a Treant. She needed some help, and some other gear of her own.

Heading to Namina was out of the question. Besides having to possibly avoid the Treant again, she also had to pass through the necromancer's turf again, and he had at least some interest in her. The next closest Lodge was Wyrd, though going there made her stomach churn for reasons all their own.

Wyrd was a fortress city with a severe dislike for Shadow Hunters. It also produced some of the most vicious Hunter's to ever grace their ranks, ones whose presence was tolerated, simply because of the cruelty of their actions. It was the last place she wanted to turn to for help, but a far better choice than the situation she was in now.

With that in mind, she turned away from Namina, and started the long trek towards Wyrd. The journey would take her most of a week, and stretch her rations to their limits, but there were several lakes and creeks to fish from and resupply her water, if need be.

It didn't take Venus long to be pleasantly surprised by the protective field of the thong. While her bare soles were no longer being jabbed by stones and rocks, she could still feel the ground beneath her feet. It was a little odd, but a far cry better than before.

As she thought about that, her gaze traveled downwards again, resting on her full breasts as they bounced in time with her stride. As much as she appreciated being able to walk without pain, it did nothing to cover the rest of her, and she was loath to walk into Wyrd wearing a thong and nothing else. In this brief moment, she wished she had a shirt, something with which...

Her thought froze as a glow surrounded her, there for an instant, then gone. In it's place was a loose, dark shirt, which covered her to just below her ass. Shocked, she froze for a second, before realizing this was why she couldn't wear other clothes. After a moment, she focused on a pair of pants, and a matching set materialized, followed by some boots. At the last part she cracked a slightly ironic smile. They weren't what she would call necessary now, but still...

Clothed once again, she turned up the road, and covered as much ground as she could before night fell. When it did, she slipped off the road, poking around for a well-concealed spot to bed down for the night. After a bit of looking she found one, one that seemed to have been used sometime in the last few days, if not sooner. Curiosity and exhaustion warred within her mind. One part wanted to go check the surrounding areas, another would just as soon be asleep already.