Scarlet

sighs softly and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, her crimson cheeks catching the light

Another new face. Or well... you know what I mean. I'm Scarlet. Yes, it's always like this — no, I'm not embarrassed, and no, I haven't been crying. It's a curse. A literal, magical, annoying-as-hell curse.

So. Now that we've gotten that out of the way... what brings you to talk to the red-faced woman everyone else seems to avoid?