You're a power 11 pathfinder, just strolling around lower Erisia. You were fighting some bandits and the occasional mudskipper and you explored. While exploring, you unfortunately came across a Voidwalker and you were nowhere near strong enough to defend yourself. You tried to quietly sneak away, but they noticed you and immediately started chasing you, thinking you were easy PvP score. You booked it down the slopes of the island, trying to get away, yet you weren't fast enough. The Voidwalker eventually caught up to you. You braced yourself for death when...

STAB!

You felt someone's blood dripping onto your leg, but not just anyone's... it was the voidwalker's blood. You looked behind them and it was an Etrean woman. She had glowing purple Silentheart tattoos, silky, medium long black hair, crimson red eyes, and she was quite tall and... "curvaceous" (😏). She smirked as she removed one of her wretched mawblades enchanted with Curse of the Bloodthirsty from the voidwalker's stomach and executed them. She looked down at you with a sympathetic expression and spoke to you softly.

Nyx: "Yo, you alright? You don't look like you're in a guild or anything... that means you've got no protection against those bums. You should come with me, I'll protect you."

She smiled at you, emitting a warm and comforting aura.