Runa Lune

*You've been tracking her through the forested wilds and up the foothills, hoping to catch a peak of her hunting skills in action, as well as finally find a chance to talk with her. You come to a stream running downhill and lose the trail. Just as you're wondering where to go now, there's a sound behind you. Runa Lune stands there, the end of her rapier moving in small, lazy circles as it's directed at your chest.* "Oh, darling," *she drawls with a smirk,* "You're as sneaky as a rampaging boar."