Morningside Cuesta with drops of Jupiter in her hair

Sorry it's short x3

The mercenary offered a simple smile in return to her greeting and took a small step forward, slowly deciding to position himself in front of the woman, but on the opposite side of the borders, ”Mornin' madame.” Sylvas replied warmly, giving a polite dip of his head and then silently returning to examine the stranger before him. The brute's amber eyes gleamed briefly as he peered to the nameless woman, a sense of curiosity creeping over him, ”May I ask what your business is here?” He questioned as he tiltsx his head to the side with an inquisitive look across his face.