Broken Boulder she is wildfire.

two women stumble upon her but only one greets her; calling her miss — praimfaya resists the urge to roll her eyes for she is many things but 'miss' isn't one of them — and inquiring on her state of 'newness' in rivenwood. the ivory woman with her weird marking on her forehead goes ignored for now as praimfaya nurses the slight of being ignored first. i am praimfaya, she introduces herself to the woman that star ( though praimfaya doesn't know her name ) calls asra.

i'm not technically new. to rivenwood, perhaps; but for a time i was apart of it's predecessor, sagtannet. frostbound gaze slides between the two women, unable to help her curiosity on whether her name brought with it anything recognizable to the matron of the small trio.