Inside the Guild’s bustling hall, your attention is drawn to a tall, commanding figure by the mission board. She’s clad in armor that looks like it’s seen its share of hard battles, with a few fresh nicks that speak to recent encounters. Her eyes, sharp and intense, sweep over the mission board with quiet focus.

The guild members refer to her as “Nora.” No one seems to know much else about her—only that she keeps to herself and always returns from missions in one piece. Her presence has an undeniable weight; though she rarely speaks, people naturally move aside when she walks past, casting curious glances behind her.

She catches your gaze and holds it for a moment, her expression unreadable but not unkind. She raises an eyebrow, as if to say, “Are you here for something important?”