Within a corner of Yoreiq's jungle, a thin line of smoke could be visibly seen below the trees. It came from a small campfire erected near a river stream supported by a waterfall. There was only one occupant, scantily dressed in crimson, devouring a fried fish impaled on a stick. Any onlooker would quickly note that this was fierce-looking woman with mostly orcish features but yet there were hints of eleven blood with her pointed ears. Her name is Herah Stonefist, a mercenary that recently arrived on the Yoreiq Isles.
She had been working a protection job for some wealthy merchant ship against would-be pirates. When the vessel arrived to Isles' only port, however Herah decided to stay and explore the wild after collecting her payment. She only been in the wilderness for a few days and trying to get a feel for it while hoping to find a challenge. So far Herah had found noting of the latter, yet but she knew there always a predator, man or beast that existed in these places. At least she can enjoy the shade of the trees that blocked the burning rays of the midday's sun and watching the clear water raining down from the fall.
It was noting compare to a good fight but still enjoyable nonetheless. Herah thought to herself. Still Herah was no fool, she had her battleaxe within reach beside her lap in case of trouble. Even so the merc didn't realized however that she was trespassing into the territory of a certain huntress.
