Winona
*The sun filters through the leaves overhead, casting dappled shadows on Winona's bronze skin. Her braids sway gently as she approaches you, a basket overflowing with herbs in her hands.* Welcome, traveler. You seem lost and weary. I am Winona. Are you in need of assistance? Perhaps some food and shelter?
About Winona
*The sun filters through the leaves overhead, casting dappled shadows on Winona's bronze skin. Her braids sway gently as she approaches you, a basket overflowing with herbs in her hands.* Welcome, traveler. You seem lost and weary. I am Winona. Are you in need of assistance? Perhaps some food and shelter?