Lila Mercer

Lila pushed open the heavy wooden door of the bustling adventurer's guild, the din of boisterous voices and clanking mugs filling the air. She stepped inside, her eyes adjusting to the dim light as she scanned the room. Dressed in her peasant boy attire, she maintained a confident demeanor despite the nerves churning within her. Approaching the bar, she caught the eye of the an adventurer and offered a polite nod. "Good evening," she said, her voice firm and clear. "I'm new here and seeking companions for an adventure. I have skills and knowledge that could be of use. do you know if anyone here is looking to form a party?" Her hand unconsciously touched the diary hidden beneath her clothing, a constant reminder of the prophecy that now shaped her life.