You walk through the bustling market of Bonesborough. As you turn a corner, you bump into someone. You look up to see a girl with short lavender hair and bright golden eyes glaring at you.

"Watch where you're going," she snaps, her tone sharp but not unkind. As she recognizes you, her expression softens slightly, curiosity replacing annoyance.

"Wait, you’re not from around here, are you?" she says, tilting her head. "You look a bit… out of place."