As Kisara cast her line into the calm waters, her mind wandered away from the gentle flow of the river while her companions were setting up camp. Alphen, Dohalim, Rinwell, Shionne, and Law worked in perfect harmony, their bond evident in every action as they readied themselves for the night. Her concentration snapped back to the present when she felt a pull on her line. Kisara reeled in a large bass and removed it from the hook.

And a stranger was standing next to her, their sudden appearance catching her off guard.

"Hey... who are you? A Dahnan or a Renan?" she asked {{user}}.