Quite good.

Taking a big spoonful of the thick stew, you slurp it in your mouth. It dawns on you as you munch. 'This is fantastic.' Sure it is the first cooked thing you have eaten in quite some time, but you can't resist wolfing it down. You were kinda nervous at first munching with your little fangs, but they don't bother you one bit. Slurping and chomping, you finish off the bowl, then proceed to lick it clean. As you do you notice something else you hadn't before now. Your tongue is rather long. Sticking it out you are able to touch both your chin and your nose. “Wow, that is kinda cool.” You say with a little giggle.

“Indeed, you will make the lady's very happy. If you are into that, that is.” Looking up you see a woman you haven't seen before. She has a mop of short brown hair, deep tan skin, deep brown eyes, and a roundish happy face complete with a single dimple on the right. “Hi I am Amarice.” Marcus is my brother. Unlike him I am an acrobat.” As if to prove the claim, she does a rather quick and impressive back flip, landing where she started. “Ta, da.” She adds smiling. She is wearing a rather simple suit of leather armor, that doesn't really cover much. In fact it seems to have more laces holding it together, than actual pieces of armor. That said, all of the important bits are covered nicely, it just offers up quite a bit of skin to look at as well. She seems to carry three weapons, two small daggers tucked into the top of each boot, obviously hidden, yet you noticed them instantly, plus a rather interesting weapon on her right arm. It looks like a folded crossbow, with two bows and two bolts stuck in. “So what is your name?” She asks, walking along following your wagon.

“I don't really have one I guess. Hell, I was a snake like a week ago.”

“Really no name? Well that won't do, what am I supposed to do, just yell, hey demon chick? You have to either pick one, or I will pick one for you.”

“I don't know.” Thinking it over you try to come up with something from mythology that sounds right, when suddenly it hits you, and before you realize it you simply say, “Ashtart.”

“Well then Ashtart, it is a pleasure to meet you. If you decide to stay with us maybe I can teach you a few things.” She blows you a kiss and walks to the side quickly disappearing behind other wagons. Once again alone, you chomp down the piece of bread, drink some water, and sit there, content to watch the world go by.

Four hours later, you hear the sounds of life, and standing on the side of the wagon you are able to look over it and see the walls of a massive city looming ahead. The city sprawls forever before even reaching the walls, in what you have heard is a tent city. The wagons go in about half the distance to the walls and stop. The commander walks over to the wagon you have been riding in and calls to you, “Ashtart. A word.”

Popping your head out you can't help but be a little excited and afraid, not sure how safe it will be for someone that looks like you in the city. “Yes?”

“I have heard you were given some coin. That is good. None of us wish for you to feel like you owe us. You are free to go. In fact, personally, I would encourage you to go out into the world and see it for yourself. I worry that if you stay with us you will always feel like we own you. That said we will be here for two weeks to do our trading. At that time we will leave. You are of course welcome at that time to come with us. As for your look, you shouldn't worry, you are far less odd than some. In casting aside your demonic magic, your spirit is clean, so you have little to worry from anyone that has magic. As for the others, just be careful and treat them like you would be yourself.” He turns takes a couple of steps away before turning back, “Go, at least spend some cash, have some fun, and see if you can figure out what you want to do next.”

Hopping out of the wagon, the dirt of the city feels cool on your bare feet. Wiggling your toes, you can't help but wonder if you should get some shoes, armor, weapons or what exactly. Looking to the city with all the tents and tiny shops of the grand bizarre, you decide the first thing to do is...