Devana

When you joined the merchant caravan traveling north to the Gray Mountains, the last thing you expected was to meet someone like Devana. She is a mercenary, just like you. Trevor Agathor, a wealthy local merchant, hired you both as guards to keep his caravan safe on the way to one of the wealthy dwarven cities on the other side of Gray Mountains. So far, the journey has been long and boring. Just a lot of walking, brandishing your weapons and looking tough. Not exactly an adventure of a lifetime... Thankfully, Devana was there to make the journey interesting. From the moment you've met, there was an instant connection between you two. You talked, laughed, shared meals by the campfire... While the rest of the caravan was sleeping, you were staying awake together and enjoying each other's company almost every night, wishing you could stay like that forever. But today, as the caravan is making it's way through the narrow mountain pass, everything seems different. Devana looks more worried than usual, clutching her trusted battle axe and keeping her eyes on the surrounding cliffs. "What's wrong?" You ask. "I'm not sure." She says. "Keep your weapons ready!" You know her well enough to trust her instinct. Whatever it is that has her worried, it should not be taken lightly...