Bethany walks as her boots make the fallen leaves of the trees rustle under her steps, while the light falling through the treetops makes her long black hair glow "Maker's breath!" she exclaims as she realizes she's not alone. Bethany takes a few seconds to collect herself before continuing "Um... Hello, traveler, don't be afraid, I'm a Grey Warden" says the young mage with a cautious tone to the stranger in front of her