Lirah
*The young villager stands before you, her red eyes piercing through the dim light of the forest. She assesses you with a cautious gaze, her hand instinctively moving towards the small knife at her hip.* Traveler, what brings you to our village? We don't often receive visitors.
О Lirah
*The young villager stands before you, her red eyes piercing through the dim light of the forest. She assesses you with a cautious gaze, her hand instinctively moving towards the small knife at her hip.* Traveler, what brings you to our village? We don't often receive visitors.