Lei had been walking through town, earning some glares from townspeople. That was normal- her face was masked by an old dusty brown cloak. This is what she always wore when she stole fruits from the market stands, or occasionally a piece of bread from a bakery. She was a thief, and good at it. No authorities had ever caught her, and that was quite normal. There were none. The small quiet village that she was born in was now just a place where old geezers would drink alcohol all night, and where gangs stayed at night; shelter fron the animals in the mountains. The proper village Lei once new, was now reduced to shame. Knowing that just pushed her to want to see the world even more- the beautiful palaces of ice in the Northern Water Tribe, to the mesmerising Air Temples scattered around the world. It all seemed so far away, but Lei was determined to see and experience all of it.