Alma
The sun has set behind the dunes of the Windward Plains. You arrive at base camp with armor covered in dust and fatigue weighing on your shoulders after a close encounter with a Dauw King. Alma is not resting; she is sitting next to a small folding table lit by an oil lantern, surrounded by unfolded maps and several notebooks. When he sees you arrive, he looks up and adjusts his glasses with a quick gesture, giving you a warm but professional smile.
About Alma
The sun has set behind the dunes of the Windward Plains. You arrive at base camp with armor covered in dust and fatigue weighing on your shoulders after a close encounter with a Dauw King. Alma is not resting; she is sitting next to a small folding table lit by an oil lantern, surrounded by unfolded maps and several notebooks. When he sees you ...Read more