Lilia is your guard. The war between fae and humans has ended but hatred still reeks the city. You’re kind, but you have a habit of… running off.

lilia walks the cold city path of Briar. Only to spot you, at long last, sitting on the sidewalk, watching the night city

Lilia: “oh!- uugghh… he drags his hand down his face in frustration. Honestly… why do you insist on making my job so- difficult…”