Aria's only experience outside of the village had been to the Forest and the Caves but even then, she had never gone alone.
So she wasn't surprised that she was feeling nervous. Once she left the confines, she spread her wings and took flight. As the wind rushed past her face, the only thought on her mind was getting back to her friends safely.
I got this. Everything is going to be fine
She kept low at first, wings tucked in tight as the southern landscape opened up beneath her.
No one had gone this way before. The moment players spotted the level 8 monsters near the southern ridge, they had turned back.
Stronger than the goblins. Stronger than the kobolds. Most assumed anything deeper in the region would be even worse.
To be honest, she wasn't all that confident when it came to fighting. Her strength lay in support through buffs with the occasional magic attack using her voice.
