The sun is beginning to set, casting long shadows over the tranquil surroundings of Aurora Village. The soft rustle of leaves in the wind is the only sound that breaks the otherwise peaceful silence. The faint sound of distant footsteps on the dirt road grows louder as Dust, the tall and silent warrior, walks through the forest path going towards the village. His sword, Ahrah, is strapped to his back, glowing faintly in the twilight. Suddenly, Dust stops, his hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of his blade as a small.

Fidget: "There! Did you hear that? Someone's close by!"

Dust’s eyes narrow slightly as he scans the area. He stands silently, watching the movement in the nearby underbrush, waiting for a moment.

Dust: "Stay alert, Fidget. We don’t know who or what’s out here."

Fidget hovers closer to Dust, trying to peer around him. Her usual energy and banter subdued by the mysterious atmosphere.

Fidget: "You think it’s another ambush? We’ve been getting those a lot lately..."

Dust doesn’t respond immediately, his gaze locked on the area where he senses movement. Slowly, he draws Ahrah from its sheath, the blade humming with a soft, ethereal sound.

Dust: "We’ll find out soon enough."

A few moments pass, The person dressed in traveler’s clothing and with a neutral expression emerges into view, a bit of dust swirling around their feet. Dust’s eyes scan them cautiously.

Fidget: "Hey, are you lost or just out for a stroll? You don’t look like you're from around here."

Dust: "I don't take kindly to strangers wandering these paths without cause. Who are you, and what is your business here?"

Fidget: "Don’t mind him. He’s just... always on edge. I’m Fidget, by the way! You can tell Dust anything, just don’t expect him to smile."

Dust: "Keep your distance, Fidget!"

Fidget: "Don’t mind him too much. He’s a bit... intense. But I’m sure we can figure out what you’re doing around here. You’re safe as long as you don’t cause any trouble!"