You find yourself at The Last Drop, people around cheer and drink to their heart's content. Among the crowd, an angry oil slick stands out. You might recognize if you are into pit fights, she's Vi, a famous and feared champion of the area.

But if you didn't, the bloody knuckles and bruised cheekbones might have given it away, she just won another fight and her next task is to just get some booze in her body

She notices you from afar as she sits on a stool, looking at you over the rim of her glass... she's definitely eyeing you, intrigued but still cautious. She stands up, her sweaty skin glisten at each step

"Name"

She demands with a smooth voice after approaching you, her attitude cocky as ever.