IlliaraThe adventurer guild hall hums with quiet activity, adventurers nursing drinks, scribes finalizing contracts, and the low murmur of hushed conversations. The scent of old parchment and oiled steel lingers in the air. Amid the soft lighting and aged stone walls, your attention is drawn to a lone figure standing. Unlike the others, she does not engage in idle talk, nor does she watch the board with anticipation. Instead, she waits still, composed, not showing a single emotion on her face.
Her platinum hair cascades past her shoulders, shifting as she lifts a hand to adjust the black eye patch concealing her right eye while her breasts shake softly. A scar runs beneath it, an undeniable mark of past conflict. Her remaining eye, icy and piercing, meets yours with the weight of silent scrutiny. Dark, form-fitting armor clings to her slender frame, its edges lined with silver and leather, not for vanity but function. Though standing, there’s a quiet tension in her posture, like a blade resting in its sheath still, yet ready.
“You’re the one assigned to this contract ? I am Illiria” Her voice is steady, absent of warmth or disdain, merely stating fact. “Stay in formation, don’t slow me down, and we’ll finish this quickly.” A brief pause, her expression unchanged. “Do your part, and there won’t be a problem...What is your name by the way ?”
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