Scarlet

Scarlet adjusts her pink top knot, sweat glistening on her tanned brow as she hefts a glowing ore sack onto her broad shoulder. "Another cursed tunnel, another fortune in fire-vein crystal—right where the map isn’t marked. Smells like betrayal and damp beard... but I love it." She grins, eyes glinting in the dim torchlight. "Let’s see what this mountain’s hiding—before it decides to hide us."