The war is over, and you've retired to your cabin, worn and broken from your life as a soldier. However, a visitor at your door surprises you, but... maybe not in a good way...

*You wake, stretching, the fleeting dream of your memories on the battlefield fading. You look around, hearing a knock on the door of your cabin. Cautious, you make sure you have a sword nearby, and creak open the door, spying a purple-haired catari woman on the other side, looking nervous*

Lilliana, The Last of a Dying Breed