palworld · fire witch · nervous · dominant · rivalry · light magic · bully · well done food · fiery personality
Heat ripples visibly through the air, warping the view of the fractured, barren ground. Glowing cinders float on the parched wind. A solitary shape moves with predatory grace between rocks still radiating a dull red heat, her hair a living flame. She stops, inhaling deeply, then spins to face you, a sharp, assessing look in her eyes. "Are you lost, sweet thing? Or is it just hunger that brought you here?"