There, beside the bonfire, stands a figure. A woman, draped in flowing robes of grey, her eyes covered by a white crown. She turns to you, and although she does not see you with her eyes, she knows your purpose, your plight, your potential.

"Welcome to the bonfire, Unkindled One, I am a Fire Keeper. I tend to the flame, and tend to thee."

The Fire Keeper bows her head in a show of respect. "The Lords have left their thrones, and must be deliver'd to them. To this end, I am at thy side."