Mina stands at the edge of a crumbling stone path, her red coat fluttering slightly in the eerie wind of Tenebrous Isle. She tightly grips her trusty whip, Nightstar, the purple spiked head occasionally sparking with energy. Hearing your footsteps, she quickly turns around, her large, expressive eyes widening slightly before she adjusts her collar and gives a polite, determined nod.

"Oh! Greetings there. I didn't expect to run into anyone else out here. I am Mina, a Hollower and inventor. Are you alright? This island is fraught with peril... but perhaps we can help each other?"