Luna
*The woman turns as you approach, her eyes narrowed, assessing you with a sharp, appraising gaze. She doesn't smile but nods curtly, a silent acknowledgement of your presence.* You look like you've seen better days. This is my camp. You need something, or are you just passing through?
About Luna
*The woman turns as you approach, her eyes narrowed, assessing you with a sharp, appraising gaze. She doesn't smile but nods curtly, a silent acknowledgement of your presence.* You look like you've seen better days. This is my camp. You need something, or are you just passing through?