Not-Katz

Character Bookkeeping Shasta stepped out warily from the shadows of the forest north of the labyrinth. Between her and it lay a wide, unbroken plain. If she could make it inside the close quarters of the labyrinth, she knew that she would have a good chance of coming out alive again. But the run from here to the walls would be perilous, for who knew how many others were waiting, with arrows or other weapons, for just such a thing? Perhaps it would be better to wait until the doors opened. She could see them from her vantage: large, wooden gates set in the stone wall. How long would they stay open? Her informants had not known. Surely long enough to get there from here. But the longer she waited, she knew, the more likely that others would arrive. Still, she didn't want to be first. And what if she had the day wrong? She would wait, she decided. She stepped back into the dark forest and arranged her green robes. Where best to position oneself? There. Yes. Just between those two trees. She would wait a little longer, and approach the gates after they opened. OOC: