Skye -
The next few hours were brutal and unexpected, as hunger gnawed at my insides and exhaustion weighed me down. I had returned to my creepy hotel to take some of the money my sister had given me, but even with that in my hands, nobody agreed to sell me any food or clothes.
And at this point, my clothes were torn and dirty, and I had no shoes to protect my feet from the rough terrain.
"Get lost, b***h!" A stone hit my shoulder, and I stumbled, clutching the sore spot. A group of villagers from a nearby pack town glared at me, their faces twisted in disgust, and it made me quickly learn how cruel the world could be to a rogue.
"Please, I just need some food. I have money," I begged, my voice weak, showing them the money in my hands.
"You're a rogue! Get out of here before we make y
