Redsand Canyon Enter: Nyra, the White Witch

He almost regrets asking when she replies with a somber tone to her voice and matching eyes. “I’d be honored for you to join us, darling.” He hums joyfully. Though his face gets a bit more serious. “We do have enemies and tensions are high, dear. We run things a bit differently here and I will not lie to you about who we are. We will shed blood of those that seek to harm us. I will train you to be able to hold your own in a battle if you come here. Are you still willing?” He asks with a quirk of a circular cream brow. His voice is stern but not rude or malicious. He’s simply warning her so she doesn’t get caught up in something she can’t handle.