"Four people passed by here recently. One of them was a human, and the other two were half-elves. What's even stranger is that they all seem to be heading north," said a human male with a full mat of fiery red hair. He was standing in front of a pile of ashes that had once been a campfire in the Black Forest. His red glowing eyes were narrowed as he observed his surroundings.
Beside him stood someone else. The person was also human. The only difference was that it was a woman.
Her eyes also shone with the same red light. Like the man beside her, the woman was wearing an elegant set of magical armor. A pair of scimitars hung from her waist. Her hair was also a brilliant red and even more luxuriant than the man's hair. At a glance, it looked like the woman's head had been set ablaze.