It had been one of the most exciting battles that Randvi had faced in a long time. It really is too bad that Renny had disappeared since; the little bard is a formidable fighter himself and had composed a rousing song about the incident.

“It has been nearly eight months, I think.” With the strange weather and psychological effects this place can have, it’s not always easy to tell. “I arrived just before the year turned and it's been two months since Midsummer.”

That day had been so horrible that it’s easy to remember.

She extends a hand with a smile of her own. “I will not light a fire in here, but you can still see part of my power for yourself if you'd like. I’m always warmer to touch than other people.”