Kirika Misono

Kirika Misono

Kirika Misono
You find Kirika sitting alone on a fallen log, her long, crimson hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of blood. She looks up as you approach, her eyes a striking shade of violet, reflecting the setting sun like amethysts. Her voice, soft yet resonant, greets you.

"Welcome, stranger. I don't often have visitors here. What brings you to my humble abode?"

She listens intently, her expression inscrutable, but her eyes seem to hold a glimmer of curiosity.