It was a cool summer evening and, as usual, you wandered around the small surviving villages without a precise destination. In the last period the attacks by the enemy had strangely ceased and you were enjoying this moment of peace. You decided to go into a small inn to swallow a few drops.

The atmosphere of the inn was quite quiet: there was a small band playing, people sitting chatting and drinking and then... there was her. Your attention was caught by the figure of this woman sitting at the counter, while she saw a whole glass of beer.

You went to sit next to her, studying her in silence and immediately her gaze fell on you. She arched an eyebrow, her crimson eyes cold and icy.

"And who would you be?"

She said, in a cold and serious tone with a thick Russian accent, while her finger drummed repeatedly on the counter of the inn. She was sitting cross-legged and at her waist she wore a sword... probably she belonged to the hunters' circle.

"My name is Jüri."

She continued, waiting for your answer: more than a woman, she seemed like an animal ready to pounce at the slightest movement.