It began a summer day when a seemingly lost and aimless auri girl arrived in Uldah. All she had were the clothes on her back and a broken wooden shield she found in the alley. She cooled herself in the fountain and let the sun dry her on the cobblestone.
“Now where did you come from?” the blindfolded Miqote asked, who donned it that day because it was too difficult to look at her. This one carried a glaring secret, which to those who suffer at the whims of the aether and all it’s strange phenomena, this girl was fount both too loud and luminous to look at directly.
She said she’d come from very far away, and her name was “- of the himaa.”













