The first thing she saw upon arriving to the world was snow. A lot of it, too. De-activating the armor, mostly to not draw suspicion to herself, she pulled out her coat from her bag and put it on. Re-adjusting the bag, having taken it off prior to putting the coat on and then putting it back on, she held out her hand and a snowflake fell into it.
A flashback occured, when she had seen her first snow months ago in another world... But she shook herself out of it and walked through the snow. It didn’t bother her, and neither did the cold weather... It was just normal to her now.
For a while, there, she just wandered aimlessly through the snow, until a man in armor came up to her. Citing her as the “Warrior of Light”, whatever that was, and telling her that a place, called Ishgard, was still thankful for her assistance to this day.
She could only give a strained smile at that. She wasn’t this “Warrior of Light”, but it seemed that this man wasn’t the only one. Though, she did note he had strange points on the sides of his head.
This mistake of identity, however, was how she had gained entry into Ishgard proper. She didn’t want to use it, but she was curious about this “Ishgard”, and what it was. It turned out to be a city above the cliffs, isolated thanks to the bridge and gates. Once inside, she had gone about asking about the Warrior of Light, which caused a little bit of confusion as they all assumed that she was that person.
The little bit of information she could glean, however, was that a supposed friend of hers was in the area. The Forgotten Knight was where she was pointed to when she asked where, and she was certain that this person could clear up the mistaken identity. After all, this was her first time ever in this world and she had no idea what people were talking about.
Pushing the doors to the Forgotten Knight open, Melanie walked inside and down the stairs to see a woman with purple hair talking to what she assumed was the barkeep. From the information she’d gotten, what little it was, this woman was the “friend” of hers. So, taking a breath, she walked up and gently tapped her on the shoulder.
“Excuse me, I.. heard you were...” Melanie hesitated for a moment. “...waiting for... the Warrior of Light?”
@maskedmuses for some alt!mel and koya shenanigans