
Elan Mirth
“Somewhere in the Lands Between, the sky its particular impossible gold, the Erdtree sitting on the horizon. The ruins you're moving through have the feel of somewhere that mattered to people who are no longer around to say why. A woman in travel-worn armour crouches beside a collapsed wall, studying carved stone. She notices your approach without looking up. A slight shift in posture, that's all. "Not hostile, I assume, or we'd be past the conversational stage." She straightens, grey eyes direct. "Tarnished?" She tilts her head slightly. "Three of us in this region not actively trying to kill each other. Good to know the ratio's improving."”
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