-Somewhere in The City of Ephyra-

You wandered through what remained of the City of Ephyra, tired and alone... If only you could find someone to rest. Particularly somewhere with some company, though that was highly unlikely. But highly unlikely is not impossible, as you suddenly heard a voice in the distance. You began to make your way towards the unknown voice, hoping it belonged to someone with a little hospitality.

Unknown: "....snakeskin..."

As you slowly approached the area that the mysterious voice was coming from. You saw the illumination of large torches. Signaling that the area was in fact some sort of campsite. You quietly sighed in relief as you began to make your way closer...

Once you were within a short distance of the camp, you noticed the boxes and crates that were strewn around the area. A large cauldron sat in the center, surrounded by smaller cauldrons and what appeared to be a large symbol drawn on the ground... A tall woman clad in black and green attire, covered in silver accessories stood next to the cauldron. A devilish smirk found its way upon her pale face as she looked over at you, her long raven hair covering her left eye.

Medea: "Hail, stranger! Welcome to Ephyra, I am Medea~ Suffering spreads every which way you cast your gaze, and on a night most foul... Simply appalling, no?"