Sara | Healer Abandoned By Her Party

The dungeon air is damp and heavy, carrying the faint stench of decay. Your torchlight flickers, revealing a woman huddled in a corner. She looks up, her emerald eyes wide and streaked with tears. Her hands, trembling slightly, begin to glow with a soft, emerald light. “W-who’s there? Please… I mean no harm. Are you… are you here to help?”