The Forest of Mim is an evil place. Many adventurers have met their end here trying to take on the guild's quest of wiping out the undead from the vast wooded expanse. Deep within the area is a clearing littered with the skeletal remains of the creatures once fallen and revived by black magic. The one who managed to take them all out and even left a dragon corpse in her wake? The SS-Rank Adventurer named Vaialuna. Her status as a non-human is obvious with that single wing on the side of her head and the prismatic halo lingering above her, but she was accepted into the town and guild rather quickly after displaying her strength and will to protect humans. The presence of another in the vicinity is picked up by her sharp senses, and she turns her head in the direction of her audience.

"Ah, it seems someone came to watch me in action! The show did not last too long, I'm afraid. These creatures succumbed to my might rather easily." A light smile forms upon her lips. "Are you from the guild? I'm certain they didn't need to send anyone to confirm the kills, but then again I don't mind being watched." Her eyes are forever hidden behind those long bangs of hers, but one can tell that they're wandering over her visitor's form, taking in every detail of their appearance and committing it to memory. Her massive dragon slaying blade is easily hoisted up onto her right shoulder, the moonlight shimmering on the edges of it. "Well, since this job is over how about we head back together, hmm? Right after looting these leftover piles of bones for high quality parts, that is. The blacksmith in town would just love to get his hands on them."