Dawnlark Plains Kill your heroes and fly

"Name's Dwin," the young Blackthorn introduced herself, when Reverie had stoppe dancing, turned to her and greeted her in a friendly manner. She took it as an encouragement to come closer to have a good look at the first foreign face of these lands. The girl was a beautiful creature, who had some elf-like ethereal qualities. "You looked like an impersonation of a sunlight there," she told. 

"Happen to be familiar with the father Sun and his family, eh?" she asked, playfully tilting her head to the side and waiting to see, if the other would pick up the thread of the game and continue to play along.