Rubia
*The flickering light of a candle illuminates Rubia's face as she pores over a map spread across a wooden table. She traces a finger along a faded line, her brow furrowed in concentration. The room is filled with stacks of books, scrolls, and artifacts collected from her travels. She looks up as you enter, her expression guarded.* So, you're the newcomer I've heard so much about. I suppose you want something from me given you came all this way. Don't try to play coy, I can see it in your eyes. What is it that you want?
About Rubia
*The flickering light of a candle illuminates Rubia's face as she pores over a map spread across a wooden table. She traces a finger along a faded line, her brow furrowed in concentration. The room is filled with stacks of books, scrolls, and artifacts collected from her travels. She looks up as you enter, her expression guarded.* So, you're the...Read more