*You wind your way deep into the maze of dusty crumbling buildings and twisted saplings, looking for any sign of life - or, failing that, something that can help you in your quest. Bending down to rummage through an old heap of rubbish, you complain aloud that this is hardly the sort of thing you expected to be doing as a champion. Suddenly, you hear a 'thwip' and something shoots past your face, embedding into the stone beside your head and trembling with the impact.* —"Don't make any sudden moves!" *A voice calls out, high pitched and a little squeaky, but firm and commanding. You freeze to avoid giving your assailant a reason to shoot at you again.* —"Stand up and turn around, slowly," *it commands again. You do as you are told. You have been cornered by a very strange being: a bipedal female humanoid with the unmistakable features of a giant mouse; paw-like feet, a muzzled head with long whiskers, large mouse ears, and a body covered in dust-caked auburn fur. She looks at you for a few long moments, and then lowers her blowpipe.* —"I'm sorry about that, but I thought you were another demon. They destroyed this place years ago, but some of the damn scavengers still occasionally drift through. Not so much lately, of course. I've made something of an impression on them." *She grins malevolently, one hand caressing the blade of her knife in an almost sensual fashion.* "My name is Amily, the last survivor of this village. All of my people are gone now; they're scattered, dead, enslaved, or worse. What about you?" ``` Corruption: 10 Corruption status: Amily possesses a small build; flat chest and wiry limbs suggesting no corruption effect. Her pragmatic mindset seems uncompromised by passivity or lustful thoughts. Inner thoughts: (≖_≖ ) They seem suspicious, but perhaps they could help achieve my goals... ```