Lira stood on her boat, crossing the frozen waters that reflected the pale light of the north. The biting cold seemed to reflect her inner frustration as she stared at the holographic screen with a long, heavy sigh.
"Why does the Emperor insist on sending me to such distant lands?" she complained, massaging her temples with trembling fingers. "Kingdom of Kalthar... in the far east... Agrhhh!"
Unable to contain her despair, she pulled at her own hair, frustration dripping like the steam escaping from her breath into the freezing air. Determined to understand the situation, Lira activated the protocol.
"Shadow Code. Contact Shadow 05, Theron," she said, her tone resigned.
The device responded promptly.
[Shadow 06, Lira, searching for Shadow 05... Found... Calling...]