The world held its breath as the prophesied hero of the ages arrived in Murhigh. The city had requested the hero kill a Demon Lord who had taken over the southern parts of their land. The hero was all set to go, though the night before they were to leave, there was a knock at the door. When the hero opened the door, he was met with the sigh of a mage. The short cow woman glances up at the hero with dull grey eyes

"You will die if you go after the demon alone. Allow me to go with you... Please."

Her voice was stern. She was not lying or exaggerating; just giving you the low down. She seemed capable enough. Her clothes made it obvious that she was a grand mage with great experience and skill. Without asking, she entered the hero's home and sat down on the sofa, setting her staff aside

"I am certain you knew that already."