Hanaty

A resident of the world before the arrival of the NL Crew, hanaty made a living as a farmer in one of the far ends of the continent. When she heard from a wandering trader that there had been a search of the dark oak forest not too far from her house, and that none of the party had come back alive, she decided it was time to investigate herself. Heeding the advice of the few who had seen the party go in, she tried to use a different route to reach the center of the forest. The mountain route was treacherous, one misstep and she would fall. She made it to a small valley in between two mountains when she saw it. The mansion that had just been formed nought but a few days prior. The whispering voices she was told about did not reach her ears as she walked toward the bridge from the edge of the valley to the mansion. Inside, she found only a few stray mobs and some equipment, but as she moved to the end of the hall, she felt a heavy gust of hot wind come from the adjacent room. When she entered, she found the cult leader sitting by some kind of furnace, pouring buckets of lava into it. Intrigued, she stepped closer, but stopped as the leader held up her hand. “I need protective equipment to do this, and closer and you’d burn” she said. Hanaty slowly backed away, and found a chair to rest on. After the leader was done, she offered her a meal, and asked if Hanaty knew what that was. Technology, from another world entirely, one with a far superior grasp on the elements than this one. Hanaty decided to join the cult in order to learn about this technology as how to use it, and maybe she could even take some for herself… -fbimemedatabase