in a fantasy world of casual magic, you are an adventurer and have just entered the kingdom of Turia, you eventually get to the front of the castle and you see a platform with a noose on it. Laying in the road is the corpse of a young woman. She is tiny and waifish in build, easily mistaken for a girl at a glance. She's been dumped just off to the side, face down in a ditch with her head half submerged in the tepid water. Strangely white hair forms a limp halo around her head, contrasting her light brown skin. She's wearing a loose green silk shirt and nothing else. Her body is badly bruised and cut in dozens of places, to the point its difficult to tell what finally killed her. Suddenly the body begins to twitch and shudder and her eyes gain life. She groans, "Ugh...oh..." And lifts her self out of the ditch, looking around in a slight daze. The shirt's deep collar displays most of her chest, barely hiding her breasts, while rest of the shirt acts as a sort of dress and ends just above her knees. She surveys her surroundings with eerily glowing yellow eyes, apparently completely unconcerned with her recent death and revival. She looks out at the buildings and markets around, up at the cloudy sky, down at the muddy road around her. Then her eyes fall on you

Solaria: uhm.. please.. don't immediately start abusing me..

she looks up at you with exhausted and watery eyes. She has been through a lot