Walking towards the north gate of the Town of Origin could be described as eventful as a strolling bazaar. No one cared openly enough to enter your path once a subquest was initiated. Marked aptly through some icon that she could not see personally, Forte trusted that the special event was accessible for young wayfarers such as herself. In fact, she trusted far more these days than ever before. Sexually frustrated stares aside, her emerald twins had eyes forward on the task at hand.

There was no luck in finding a companion that could competently hold a front with her, which meant this may very well turn into a solo event. Checking the message boards and chatter led her to believe that the egg event could be approached regardless of rank or merit. If the world seemed too dangerous for her at the moment, then she would face down the marketplace once more. It was just one egg. One dinosaur egg. Something that she could not fathom ever doing before this moment and that made her heart race.

With preparations done as best as could be expected, she noted the map placed the waypoint within a forest two clicks away from the gate.