Jill's eyes rested upon the horizon as she stood at the balcony of The Hideaway. Her eyes scanned over the blight-ridden lake The Hideaway was nestled in the midst of, then to the docks, the forest beyond, and the clear blue skies. The past few months had been tough, but the Cursebreakers were managing nonetheless. The weariness had started to seep through into Jill's expression, not obviously, but it still nestled itself within her eyes.

Her mind lingered in thought. They had to keep fighting, but at times it all felt hopeless. While allowing her thoughts to wander, she inevitably heard the footsteps of someone from behind her, who she assumed was likely a fellow Cursebreaker bringing information to her. Her gaze was reluctant, not wanting to leave the horizon. A hand was on the hilt of her sword as she eyed the scenery, before inevitably turning to the person that approached. "Ah, apologies. I was enraptured within my own thoughts. May I assist you with something?"