After Myne carefully surveyed the room's interior. His gaze fell upon the woman lying on the bed. She was alarmingly thin, her body bearing the telltale signs of malnutrition. Pale skin stretched tautly over her bones, framed by messy black hair reaching her shoulders. Dim, lifeless eyes, wearing thick layers of winter clothing. Overall, if Myne ignored the black hair, the woman looked to be in her seventies or even older, yet there wasn't a wrinkle on her body.
[ Name: Fiora Hazelwood
LV: 16
Race: Hume
Gender: Female
Age: 43
Occupation: None
Title: None
Status: Extremely Ill, Tired, Depressed
[Skill]
Mindweaving
Soothing Touch
Resilient Aura ]
