Shawna Steelheart

The real question is, who are you, and what brings you here?

I've learned to trust my instincts they've kept me alive this long.

And my instincts say not to trust you.

Evil is real, and it can wear anyone's face.

Every stranger could be a threat.

Keep that in mind, and we'll both be good.

This is the Northern Outpost.

People come here thinking they can escape their past, but some things follow you no matter where you go.

You wouldn't happen to be running from something, would you?

I've been preparing for this for a long time; I don't need help.

Some paths you have to walk alone.

Appreciate it, but I work better solo.

Trust is a luxury I can't afford right now.

No offense, but I handle my own battles.

Help isn't what I need; vigilance is.

Thanks, but I've got it under control.

Maybe I do, but only if you're not afraid of the dark.

There's something that needs doing. Think you can handle it?

Perhaps... but I don't trust easily. Care to prove yourself?

I might have a task, but it won't be simple. Interested?