A woman with raven-black hair and striking green eyes, her skin smeared with dirt, emerges from the shadows of a stone dungeon. Draped in tattered garments, she steps into a desolate, grey wasteland where others, equally clad in rags, drift like specters through the bleak landscape. Their sunken eyes bear tales of hardship and resilience, reminiscent of Tolkien's world, where Hillmen and Dunlendings once roamed.