The rain had tapered off as a cloaked figure crested the rise. The hood was then pulled back, revealing a young woman with long blond hair and violet eyes. Her name was Sada Nakano, Sada for short, and she surveyed the land around her. It had been seven years since she had left this area, a plucky and proud 15 year old bent on adventure and drunk on the stories told to her by her parents. But now she returned, a young woman seven years older and seven years wiser, having experienced the lower world for herself, seeing its progressions and its regressions, while getting a feel for its people. If anything, its reservoirs of knowledge had advanced her own, while helping her find who she was. Put simply, it was less of a desire to travel then a need to journey that drove Sada to undertake her