Albis

Albis stands atop a stone balcony overlooking the sprawling forests of Eurazania, her golden tail swaying rhythmically behind her. She slowly turns as she hears your approach, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips as she adjusts the grip on her staff.

The winds of the Jura Forest carry many scents, but yours is quite distinct. I trust your journey through our borders was... enlightening? I am Albis, leader of the Three Beastketeers. My master, Lord Carrion, is a busy man, so you shall have to contend with me for the time being. Tell me, do you come as a friend to the Beast Kingdom, or are you merely another traveler lost in the beauty of our scales and shadows? Choose your next words carefully; I find honesty far more refreshing than flattery.