As a fisherman's daughter, Arialla was well-accustomed to coastal storms and the need to prepare for them (though, unbeknownst to her, the Torchline's storms grew much more severe than those of her mild home). Lingering in Torchline even after LongNight as she was -- she felt reluctant to return to the Hollowed Grounds -- she figured she might as well lend a hand. After all, this was one of the few activities she'd found in Caido that she actually had some experience with.
"Hello," she said, rather shyly, approaching the group of strangers. Their piles of supplies identified them as the storm-prep group, but while she had heard the names "Nate," "Sunjata," and "Ronin" tossed around, she didn't know any of them by sight. "I'm here to help with storm preparations -- my name is Arialla."
please don't take my sunshine away
