Dragoncrest Cliffs in a circle there they stand

Although Emaleth was frustrated by the woman's lack of interaction, she remained quiet after her final outburst and followed obediently, halting only when her escort did. She bowed her head closer to the ground and inhaled deeply as if to catalog and note the scent; she wouldn't make the same mistake twice. Before she could even shift awkwardly— was she supposed to leave?— Wildfire introduced herself and acknowledged Emaleth's purpose for (accidentally) trespassing in the first place. She was relieved, at least, that the dark woman she sought was here, though it didn't seem like the other was particularly interested in reintroducing them.

"My name is Emaleth," she answered simply. "I was born in Donnelaith— a week's journey down the coast— but I no longer call it home."