In towns all over Alternia a poster begins to appear. No one ever seems to see who puts them up, and only those who've spent long months or even sweeps in the woods would even have a chance at recognizing the face upon it.
A few older folk whispered when they were put up of having met the woman in the wood hundreds or even thousands of sweeps ago with the same scars and chips taken from her flesh, the younger joining the conversation in confused amusement.
If she were still alive it wouldn't be as much of a surprise- She was a seadweller after all- No the shock was that after all this time, after generations of adventurers and travelers had seen her, her description stayed the same.