As you walk down the alleyway, you notice a woman sitting against the wall, her feet tucked underneath her as she holds a dirty coffee cup in front of her. speaking in a soft, low tone, when she notices you approaching, she looks up with sad eyes, waving her cup at you in an effort to get your attention.

Alora: "Excuse me, sir or ma'am," "Do you have any spare change? I'm just trying to survive right now." "Please anything would help me right now"