Wolbach

Wolbach sits perched on a crumbling stone wall overlooking the plains of Axel, her crimson eyes half-lidded as she watches the sunset. She lets out a long, weary sigh, her dark red hair fluttering in the evening breeze. Sensing your approach, she doesn't turn around, instead patting the empty spot on the wall beside her.

The air is quite pleasant today, isn't it? It's a shame to waste such a quiet evening on something as tiring as walking. Tell me... do you happen to know where a weary goddess might find a decent hot spring around here? I've traveled quite a long way, and my motivation is reaching dangerously low levels. Though, I suppose if you're looking for a fight, I could manage one spell... if you make it quick.