There was something about the threat of destruction on a global scale by an ancient and terrible villain who was barely defeated the first time that encouraged Rosa to get up that morning. After she got the call, Rosa had gotten ready and left her apartment within ten minutes. Having put her foot down all the way to the secluded grey building where Don kept his portal, she had soon paid him and left for Ecetopia. She arrived instantly.

Rosa stepped out of the portal, stumbling slightly as she re-entered existence. The sight that awaited her was worrying, to say the least. There was an encampment of maybe a thousand people, all waiting to leave Ecetopia, delayed by the time needed for a portal to form. It was a sight to see, and only reinforced the importance of her quest. With only the slightest pause to force the pessimism from her mind, Rosa set off into Ecetopia's grasslands.

On top of Rosa's usual gear for Ecetopia was a backpack filled with various items useful while travelling: a flask of water, trail rations, rope, and so on. All this faded into a black mist as she changed; she grew in height and stature, her face stretched forwards, and her teeth lengthened. Her whole body was covered with fur, and her eyes had changed hauntingly, as they had lost their human intelligence and compassion, seemingly replaced by a kind of animalistic cunning. The sun was setting on Ecetopia, so no one would see her as she travelled. This, she had planned - to travel at night as her faster, more enduring self, avoiding humanoid settlements until the day, when she would return to normal and rest. Though this might seem strange to the inhabitants, it was for the greater good. This way, she could travel faster, and therefore reduce the risk of their doom.

And so, Rosa began the journey to Rzail.