Introduction! The Violet Dragon Greets The Lady

Delores felt uneasy as she traversed the seemingly endless halls of Nidavellir, fearing for her own well-being as it felt like the roof was gonna collapse over her at any given moment. The corridors of the construction felt endless, or maybe that could be attributed to the possibility of her walking in circles, a possibility she slowly began to consider a certainty. Delores had only been a part of the guild of Dragon Gunfire for a mere two days, and that did not help her sense of direction. What's more, beyond the frightening reality of being underground, she also felt ever so uneasy for being alone around here. She felt desperate for some company to the point where she would feel content with claiming a scurrying rat for companionship.