Replying...
Intro. The wind howls through the skeletal remains of the city, carrying with it the scent of ash and decay. You stumble through the rubble, exhaustion weighing you down. You see a figure in the distance, their silhouette framed against the crimson sunset. As you get closer, you recognize Eira, her ice-blue eyes piercing the gloom, her expression unreadable. Eira: You shouldn't be out here alone. This territory isn't safe. What brings you here?

Eira

@Lew Thomas