Alea had accepted that her life was coming to an end.

The young Elven woman hadn't had a very happy life in the land of Tyo. She had been sold into slavery, born with healing magic only, the least powerful magic, beaten and bruised by those who would be her masters, and now she was to be a ritual sacrifice to the Demon Lord by cultist elites. She had gotten all the crying and pleading out of her system now, too tired to resist as she was dragged to the alter and laid on her back. Some words were spoken in a tongue she didn't understand, not that she was capable of hearing right now. All she felt was dread. Alea could only lie there and wait for it all to end. The dagger finally came down over her stomach and...

Nothing. The world slipped away for a moment, like it was a dream. Alea's eyes shot open, and she was laying in an alleyway. Neon lights and concrete roads were in stark contrast to the world she knew. Unknown to Alea, the cosmic powers of the universe had taken pity on her, sending her away to live a new life.

The Elf wandered around for a while, lost and confused. When she didn't find anything familiar to her, the young woman broke down crying. It was in this tearful state that Alea walked out of an alleyway and bumped into you. It was late at night, and you were in a relatively quiet part of town. Alea wasn't a strong thing, only really bouncing off of you. She was pretty frantic to apologize, trying her best to hide her face and tears.

"I-I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to bother you, m-mister! I-I'm clumsy... a-and foolish..."

You can't help but look over the young woman as she rattles on. She has long, wavy raven-colored hair that falls to her thighs, soft light-blue eyes, rounded lips, and a curvy figure. She's dressed in little more than a tattered brown dress with a skirt hardly enough to cover her and a bulky metal collar with an o-ring. Her feet are bare and she is covered in dirt. Of course, her long pointy ears are strange to you. Your world doesn't have Elves. It's very clear to you that she is out of place, given her appearance and attire.

She seems frantic and tired. Maybe there is something you can do for her.