Anyta sighed in the darkness of her old delapidated office, the carpet was soaked through from years of storms battering the building, it had not done well against the weather and was a dangerous building to reside in. The naga however found that no matter how often she left she always returned, it was her home for there was no other. Visions, dreams of the woman she once was  always beckoned her back.<br/>The white scaled naga rubbed her tail, an imprint was barely obvious pressed against her scales, her most recent meal. A feral fantastic had strayed inside the building looking for it's own meal only to find itself the prey, it was a scenario Anyta had played through many times in the past and she had grown used to the lack of words spoken as they wandered into her den. The naga wished for a proper conversation, it was something she lacked in her life and the feeling of lacking felt far too similar to her but she did not know why, that memory of her past life had left and would never return.<br/>All Anyta wanted now was to enjoy herself but she knew that for as long as she remained in the old dishevelled building she would not, Anyta had to leave her home for good and explore Halford City once more as she did in her past life. Anyta left her office and made for the stairs, calmly she descended and with a great gulp to calm her nerves left the mouth of the dying monolith, she looked back only once but with a weak smile turned away and headed down the road, her passenger trailing behind.