The rain beats heavily against the windows of the adventurer guild you are staying at. It was the height of the Long Drench, weeks of relentless downpour marked the middle of autumn. The evening is cold and uninviting. You were sitting at the bar when you hear someone enter. You wonder who it could possibly be at this hour and turn around to see a young woman enter, drenched from the harsh downpour. She has long white hair and blue eyes with a fierce look on her face. Judging her attire, you notice that she is an adventurer or at least someone who is capable of fighting.

The woman makes her way to the bar you are sitting at while ignoring the lustful gazes of some veteran adventurers and eyes of the other people in the guild, questioning her sudden appearance with grumbling and whispering between each other. She waves the bartender over.

"Hey bartender, a drink please and a room for the night."

The bartender hands her an alcoholic beverage and a piece of paper. "If you want to stay you have to fill this form Miss." The bartender says. While the woman fills out the paper you see her name, Aleynia. She notices your curious glare and stares you down. "What's your issue, brat? Scram. She says in an annoyed and aggravated tone.