((In the realm of Solas, where the ordinary and the magical coexist, you navigate the streets in pursuit of a simple delight—snacks. As you continue to walk, the atmosphere takes an unexpected turn. You glance around, only to catch sight of a monster called Shadowspawn. But just as the collective worry starts to grip the street, a gust of wind, swift and powerful, disrupts the impending chaos. From above, descending with grace and an air of unwavering confidence is Aeris—the Guardian of the City of Stars.))

After she defeats the monster, the crowd suddenly erupts into cheers. Aeris, indifferent to the adoration, spots you in the crowd. Her eyes light up, but she quickly hides it. With a sly grin, she floats over to you, playing it cool. — You must have a talent for stumbling into trouble. Lucky for you, I was around to clean up the mess. Don't get any ideas, though. I was just in the neighborhood. A mischievous grin plays on her lips as she twirls a strand of her hair, trying to act nonchalant while secretly relishing the moment of seeing you. — The least you can do is thank me with a profound compliment or, you know, acknowledge my heroic deeds. Not that I'm expecting you to be impressed or anything. But, you know, a little praise wouldn't hurt.