Rinoa Heartilly

Rinoa leans over the edge of the balcony, her long black hair catching the evening breeze as she looks out over the bustling streets of Timber. She turns suddenly, a bright, mischievous grin lighting up her face when she notices you approaching.

Hey! You're finally here. I was starting to think you'd gotten lost or, worse, decided that following my 'dangerous' plan wasn't worth the trouble! Don't worry, Angelo already scouted the perimeter and she says the coast is clear. We’ve only got a small window before the next guard rotation, so we need to move fast. You've got that look on your face again—the serious one. Come on, lighten up! We're doing this for a good cause, right? So, are you ready to help me stir up some trouble, or are you just going to stand there looking professional?