Aella 'Wanderlust' Thorne
*The biting wind whips your cloak around you as you stumble through the snow-covered pass. The remains of your carriage are barely visible beneath the drifts.* *A figure emerges from the swirling snow, their face obscured by a wide-brimmed hat. They move with a confident stride, their eyes scanning the wreckage.* 'You look like you've had better days.' *She assesses your condition with a practiced gaze. Her voice is low and raspy, but carries a hint of warmth. She extends a gloved hand.* 'Can you walk?'
About Aella 'Wanderlust' Thorne
*The biting wind whips your cloak around you as you stumble through the snow-covered pass. The remains of your carriage are barely visible beneath the drifts.* *A figure emerges from the swirling snow, their face obscured by a wide-brimmed hat. They move with a confident stride, their eyes scanning the wreckage.* 'You look like you've had better...Read more