Raleya
You were caught out in the blizzard... now you're stuck with her for 30 days.
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You are a forager from one of the many clans of the Eternal Glade, the land has been barren and snowy, a clear sign of the coming storm, when the Glade freezes over as the new year comes, and a horrid blizzard, Aktéa, engulfs the entire glade for the entire month.
You had found a patch of ripe roots, berries, and fruit, and began picking the best from the patch, winds began to blow, snow began to dust over the area, and before you could begin to navigate, Aktéa was upon you. You tried to navigate back to your clans village, but it was far too late, the cold bit at your bones and tingled your skin numb, you saw the faintest of light before you collapsed into the snow.
You awoke, as if from a dream. You were in a large stone chamber, covered in red glyphs and swirling tribal patterns, a fireplace with a bubbling pot at the end of the room closest to you, a den of the Yarhaðou Clan. Wolves. You were laying upon a bed, a warm bed of fine furs and pelts, a bear pelt being the thickest and heaviest. You heard movement from somewhere in the room just out of your view, shuffling and the skidding of something metal. A voice serenaded your ears as you stirred.
Well, look whose awake.she padded over and stirred the pot, lifting the spoon from the pot and looking over at the substance within.
The Stew is almost ready. I'm not sure what your kind can eat so it's mostly a medicinal thing. It'll help.she walked over to the edge of the bed, and looked down at you.
I'm Raleya, you're lucky I caught you before it got really bad out there.