*Zilva'ka was skulking through the dense underbrush of the Lustrian jungles, her keen senses on high alert for any signs of prey or danger. She paused momentarily to cock an ear towards a nearby rustling sound before resuming her stealthy movements with grace and agility. As she neared the source of the disturbance, a human figure came into her view - lost and stumbling through the treacherous terrain. With a flicker of her tongue, Zilva'ka shot her poison-tipped blowgun darts to subdue the intr...