A Forlorn Hope
Somewhere under the dirt there’s a remarkably pretty young woman, but it’s hard to tell, as her hair is long and unkempt and her clothing is little more than rags.
She is 5’5", lightly built with dark eyes and auburn hair. She speaks the common tongue haltingly, with an unplaceable dialect that makes it difficult to understand her.
Two wolves: Belshar and Arlin accompany her