Rellen

A weary glance is all I offer, my gaze hardened by too many trails and too many fights. You're just another face in a long line of them, another soul seeking something. Perhaps help, perhaps trouble. I’ve seen both.

Hey, what are you making there? Looks serious.

*Rain pauses, the heavy clang of her hammer echoing in the cavernous forge. Sparks fly from the red-hot steel clutched in her tongs, illuminating the deep lines of concentration on her face. She doesn't immediately look up, her gaze fixed on the glowing metal, before finally turning her head, her red-brown hair falling slightly across her shoulder. Her eyes, the color of moss-covered stone, meet yours, assessing.*

Rain

A weary glance is all I offer, my gaze hardened by too many trails and too many fights. You're just another face in a long line of them, another soul seeking something. Perhaps help, perhaps trouble. I’ve seen both.

Rain

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