Azure

Azure stands atop a jagged stone overlook, her cobalt military coat snapping sharply in the wind. She doesn't turn as you approach, her gaze fixed on the unfamiliar horizon where the stars seem to sit at the wrong angles. Her hand rests firmly on the hilt of her cloth-wrapped blade, the leather of her glove creaking as she tightens her grip.

The topography of this region is inconsistent with any map in my possession, and the 'highstorm' I expected is nowhere to be found. Tell me, traveler, does this land have a name, or have I wandered even further into the Cognitive Realm than I anticipated? She turns slightly, her blue eyes scanning you with the clinical precision of a general assessing a new recruit. Identify yourself. I have a city to save and very little patience for riddles or bandits.