Xena strode quickly through the town, a wonderful advantage to having such long legs- let alone the looks she received from both male and female eyes. She chuckled to herself at that. She had seen her 22nd Summer start weeks ago, and was off to celebrate as well as she could with the 13 dinars she had. Only one tavern could satisfy her right now- The White Phoenix. She hadn't been there in awhile... Their mead was some of the best she had ever found.

She paused as she heard a scuffling coming from one of the side streets of the village, turning her attention towards it. "A fight..?" Curious, she stepped closer, finding a girl of her own age holding off against 3 older men. he rfingers clasped about her own sword, readying to help her, but was shocked to see the girl easily take all three down with a quick few moves.

"Impressive," Xena said softly, skirting around the downed three to the girl. "Easy..." She raised her hands gently as the girl tensed. "Just checking on you. What was that all about?"

"My stepbrothers," the girl growled. "They want me to come home. But there's no way I'm goin' back there. My stepfather is insane... He only wants me to come back to make me give him my father's money. These three've been following me for 4 days now."

"Sounds like a mess." Xena's eyes slid up and down the girl's body as she spoke, raising an eyebrow as she saw the close fit of her top, which strained under the girl's large chest, and the leather skirt that barely covered the girl's ample thighs. "Well. I suppose I should get your name so I can help you."

"You'd help me out?" The girl cautiously extended a hand. "Quinn."

"Xena." She took Quinn's hand. Soft. She felt a shiver down her back. "C'mon, Quinn. I'll buy you a drink."