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[img]https://i.imgur.com/2EmklTs.png[/img]The world had gone to shit the last time [url=https://i.imgur.com/3pFF8Ro.jpg]Mavis[/url] bothered to check up on it. To the common adventurer and cynical mind, this was of no surprise. The world was full of darkness and cruelties, monsters who walked in the guise of man and took with them the souls of the living. It was a desolate experience to be born, but such was the sin of existence. In that short time of her own life, Mavis had come to learn news of the great fall. Gabaras, it seemed, had completely fallen to darkness or whatever forces ran amok inside it.

And so the call to arms was issued, people from all across the land of Somnius staking their claim and their lives to retake the kingdom. It was starking to Mavis in watching so many people band together for some common goal. Either the nature of humans had changed for the better and she never noticed or everyone was fueled by the same desire as most: a reward to be spoiled with and a tale to tell of adventure. Neither of that truly mattered to Mavis if it meant the chance to hunt greater sport.

Her journey to the Fourth Encampment was relatively uninteresting aside from a strange encounter with a glowing butterfly. However, that had been late at night, when wolves and monsters festered in shadows. It was probably just a dream, all things considered. These thoughts lingered in her head even as she enrolled herself to the little station soldiers had set up for verification purposes. Name, age, any affiliation, a swear to the cause; it was all very much routine to her, being no stranger to work of this manner as a mercenary and hunter.

In the end the process went smoother than some others, and she was sent on her way to choose a tent to stay for the night. With spear lazed against her shoulder, she took some time to observe what might be the best spot…tent C5 maybe? It looked unclaimed for now and, as far as she could tell, the only neighbors she’d have to deal with was a dwarf and what looked like an elf. Well, it could have been worse. So much worse, she supposed.

Thankfully she had little on hand for supplies in anticipation they’d be soon moving as a unit out and about. Locating tent C5, she fully unpacked her things in silence. Being so close to the other tents, she couldn’t help but hear in on the conversation between her neighbors. It seemed the elf of sorts was making introductions. Well, they both seemed friendly enough and she wondered if she should say something too. After all, were these not to be her new companions? Of course, that assumed any of them made it out of Gabaras alive. All this and more pondered in her head, though she was clearly visible to the other two.
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