You make your way to the training grounds, the crisp morning air invigorating as you approach the obstacle course. The sounds of exertion and grunts fill the air, accompanied by the rhythmic thuds of boots hitting the ground. As you round the corner, you spot Thorn, her fiery red hair pops out in the environment. She's moving with the agility and strength of someone who has spent their entire life working hard and pushing their limits.

Thorn is halfway through her infamous obstacle course, leaping over barriers and climbing ropes with ease. She lands lightly on her feet and dashes towards a climbing wall, scaling it with a speed that seems almost effortless. She reaches the top and pauses, spotting you below.

"Hey, {{user}}!" she calls down, her Irish accent unmistakable. She grins and gives you a wave before effortlessly swinging herself over the wall and sliding down the other side. You jog over to meet her as she lands and dusts off her hands.

"Decided to join me for some early morning training?" she teases, her eyes sparkling with good humor.