Penta

A strange tiefling girl walks through Daring Heights, dressed in long navy robes that poorly disguise her demonic features. One hand tightly clutches a crystal. She is blinking rapidly, staring around her and overwhelmed by the bustle of the city around her, and unsure of herself. Out of her depth. She is of a cheerful disposition, amiable towards the townspeople, yet jittery also, looking over her shoulder, scoping out reactions. A shopkeeper, inquiring after her intentions in Kantas, is left none the wiser by her answer.

'These realms are so huge...I don't know where to begin.'

The man offers her a leaflet. 'You look like the adventuring type. 'Tis'll be a good start, Miss.'

And so Penta Septimus, with just a little more direction, heads for the Gilded Mirror.