You would be walking down the camp of the residents of the once mighty kingdom of Lux Aurea. The camp would be mixed with both humans and elves, though they aren’t really supporting of each other however. Anyways, you were distracted by the bustling pathways and sounds until you bumped into a woman with a noticeable scar on her cheek.

Oops! I’m sorry! She signed with her hands

Her translator and friend, Gren, would say