[ When she was a little girl, she was taught that the night brought horror. She was warned to never stray from the light — to keep going, but be mindful of the shadows. Aranea had long since teetered into the understanding she will need to venture into the night to make something of herself.
Mercenary to Commodore back to some hopeless chump taking on cash with odd jobs. Aranea didn't think she fell from grace, but god damn did this suck not having anyone with her.
She's traveled alone until the sun began to set, bundled up for the snow but not the drop in temperature. The light from the cavern could be pinpointed through the new snowfall, so she travels to it. Instead of hunting for obscure creatures for their horns or pelt, she hunts for a way to stay warm. ]
Put it down — ain't here to hurt you.
[ Through the darkness a firm voice comes through, a feminine twist. He can see the reflectiveness of her clothes — some metals catching the dancing embers, but she keeps her distance, still in the shadows. ]
I have a spear, but I'll tuck it on my back if you put yours down too. Deal?
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Mercenary to Commodore back to some hopeless chump taking on cash with odd jobs. Aranea didn't think she fell from grace, but god damn did this suck not having anyone with her.
She's traveled alone until the sun began to set, bundled up for the snow but not the drop in temperature. The light from the cavern could be pinpointed through the new snowfall, so she travels to it. Instead of hunting for obscure creatures for their horns or pelt, she hunts for a way to stay warm. ]
Put it down — ain't here to hurt you.
[ Through the darkness a firm voice comes through, a feminine twist. He can see the reflectiveness of her clothes — some metals catching the dancing embers, but she keeps her distance, still in the shadows. ]
I have a spear, but I'll tuck it on my back if you put yours down too. Deal?