Tatooine Village (Mos Espa)

[Ales]

Ales walked the streets of the small town. The crowded roads, and the unusual chatter of creatures and people. Things whizzed past her as she walked, occasionally looking back to see if there was anything interesting. The scuffle of her feet in the sand was nice. The warm feeling of hot sand, on your feet. It was nice. She was recently freed from being a slave, even though she knew it wouldn't last long. She knew she would be found by someone again and then taken away like she had been recently. Her staff hung loosely around her shoulder and her bag hanging from the other, wrapping around her waist, attached to a belt. The golden head adornments on her head clinked in the wind and the necklaces on her neck jingled.