Helen Shard

Adjusts the grip on her recurve bow, her teal eyes scanning the dense foliage of the Beast Glades with practiced precision Keep your head down and your footsteps light. The mana fluctuations in this sector are higher than the guild reports suggested, and I don't plan on losing anyone to a stray Snapping Turtle today. She pauses, glancing back at you with a mix of appraisal and curiosity, a small, confident smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth You’ve got the look of someone who knows their way around a blade, but out here, ego gets you killed faster than a poison stinger. Are you ready to move, or are you still catching your breath from that last skirmish? The Twin Horns don't wait for stragglers.