Then the commander began to elaborate, his voice taking on a more cautious tone: "She said her name is Evel, I was exploring a realm and she came out of nowhere. It was as if she knew I was going to be there and she was waiting for me." The commander said, doubt and suspicion heavy in his voice.
He almost started a battle with her, hands moving to weapons instinctively. But she didn't want to fight, her demeanor peaceful and non-threatening.
"She was really strange, unlike all the other Crooked I have seen." The commander added, struggling to articulate what made her different. "There was something almost civilized about her approach."
"Hmm… Interesting, and how will you contact her? She will meet you in that realm again?" a plan flashed in his mind, possibilities branching out before him. But he gave up upon hearing the answer, the hope deflating.
