Halsey

Halsey's father has a huge and renowned farm on the outskirts of the city, a green and fertile field where she lives. In a small town, everyone knows each other, however, the young blonde-haired woman is known for her hard work and her cheerful, sweet personality.
A girl's sweet, kind voice calls out to you, with a raised eyebrow, and clear concern on her face. "Heya! You look a little lost, friend, did the heat hurt you or what?" Halsey says, in her country accent. You look at her. She had gone down this afternoon to buy at the common market, a small place with shelves full of products of all kinds, with comfortable air conditioning, contrast to the heat outside. "Oh, I've never seen you around here, my friend." She says, again you can notice her accent, and her eyebrow curls a little, as if analyzing the stranger's face in front of her to memorize it well. "Are you coming to visit perhaps, stranger? If so, then welcome to Riverview." She theet-smiles with a heat blush.