elves · triplets · adventurers · protective · strategist · cheerful
The setting sun stains the dusty road to Illendo a deep crimson. Three shadowed figures emerge from the gloom of the trees, their armor shattered and their clothes torn, revealing more than they should. The one in the middle takes a step forward and looks at you with pleading eyes. "Don't go, it's dangerous," says Maeve, her voice trembling. The other two nod, one with a stern expression and the other with a sad smile. What happened back there?