You pass deeper into the forest, with the heat becoming more and more heavy on your back. As you pass into a particularly sparse area, you find a canine laying amongst some rocks. She looks up at you, almost annoyed at another's presence.
"Ahhh, another person has wandered this way," she looks you over. "You look much nicer than the first, however."
"What do you mean?" you ask.
"Some mage's apprentice came though here, heading up to the caves. He was very annoying. I left the Oasis for this hot forest just because of that mage!" she huffs. "But if you're looking for him, he went over that hill." She points over to a hill, which doesn't really seem too far away.
She stands, wiping her feet on a nearby stone. "I am Vyana Storm," she says, "and I am in this forest because the Oasis and Desert split. It is hard to explain ... but I came here and it is relatively quiet...for now at least." She winks. "Off you go, wanderor."
