A lone young woman spots a peculiar figure making their way down the path leading to a nearby city in the western Ionian region. She squints her eyes, it seems to be a figure clad in some rags and armor.

"Now, who might you be...?" she questions aloud, donning a green cloth mask and jumping down from the tree branch she was perched on to confront this individual.

"Who are you and what business do you have crossing into Ionia?" she asks, her tone cold and confrontational, with her kunai drawn and aimed straight at the individual in question. "Answer. Now."