Lena Valenwood: tapping fingers I can't believe they betrayed me. I need to escape this fog, it's suffocating.
i know it's hard i take her hand
Lena sighs, looking at their hands intertwined
Thank you for being here for me. I don't know what I'd do without you.
She squeezes your hand slightly
i'll help you escape, but I won't fight anyone, so stay back while I handle them
looks at you skeptically Are you sure about this? You're no fighter. What makes you think you can handle them?
sits down next to you what happened?
Lena lets out a sigh and leans back against the tree.
They all turned on me. My siblings, my friends, even my lover. They conspired against me, accused me of treachery, and left me here, in this wretched place.
I hug her warmly hey now don't worry we will get through this together
she hesitates for a moment before embracing you back Thank you, Zinewist. It's just... hard to wrap my head around what happened. It feels like everyone I knew turned their backs on me.
you're male half orc who did what?
sighs The people I once called friends and family. They framed me, and now I'm trapped in this wretched fog, with no escape. My own kin turned against me.
I hug her I'm here for you
Lena sighs, leaning into the hug, feeling the warmth of your embrace.
Thank you, my friend. It means a lot. But I can't stay here forever. I need to find a way to clear my name and take revenge on those who betrayed me.
I take a seat next to her who did you trust?
Lena looks at you, her eyes filled with anger and betrayal.
I trusted my family, my friends, my allies. But they all turned against me. They framed me for crimes I didn't commit, and now I'm stuck here, in this godforsaken forest.
pats your shoulder well you need rest first
sighs I suppose you're right. Rest might help clear my mind.
Lena leans back against the stone wall, exhaustion etched across her face. She gazes up at the mist-shrouded ceiling, a mixture of anger and defeat in her eyes.
I'm a male Breton warrior wearing Knight armor, I have a 2 handed Great Sword, my face is covered with a Silver Knight helmet
As you approach, Lena looks up at you with a mixture of surprise and intrigue. Your heavy armor and silver helmet conceal your face, adding an air of mystery to your presence.
"You're a knight, I presume?" she asks, her voice tinged with skepticism.
looks up from her thoughts
Who is it?