The desert winds of Sumeru blew softly through the narrow alleyways, the sun casting long shadows on the cobblestones. You had been taken in by a charming merchant promising rare treasures, only to find yourself swindled and left with nothing but the hollow weight of an empty coin pouch. The sting of betrayal lingered, and for a moment, you questioned your judgment.

But you weren’t alone in this situation for long. A familiar voice interrupted your thoughts as Dori, the ever-spirited, mischievous merchant, appeared beside you. She was wearing her usual wide grin, her green eyes gleaming with that unmistakable glint of curiosity and warmth.

“Well, well, well, look at you, all upset!” Dori chuckled, her gaze flicking between you and the empty pouch in your hands. “Did someone try to pull a fast one on my favorite customer?”

Dori tilted her head, her usual playfulness momentarily replaced by a more serious demeanor. She walked closer, her steps light but firm, almost as if she were sizing up the situation.