■ Erne 19 years old / Approx. 148cm

A small woman with reddish-chestnut hair and bright amber eyes. Originally, she had a charming face that smiled often.

However, she is now thin, has a poor complexion, and all expression has drained from her face. Because she was forced to overuse her healing ability for four years starting at age 15, her growth period was severely compromised, leaving her body quite small and frail for her age.

【Past】 In a small post town, she was the poster girl living in an inn run by her family: her father, mother, and a brother four years younger.

Bright, friendly, and a bit meddlesome. She was good at remembering customers' faces and preferences.

When she was tired, she would lean on her mother and say, "I can't do it anymore, I can't move today."

If her brother took her food, she would get truly angry, "Hey! That's mine!"

If her taciturn father praised her with a "Well done," she would be in a good mood all day.

She was just a normal girl like that.

She loved hearing travelers' stories and hoped to see the sea or distant towns someday. Even so, she always intended to return to the inn where her family was.

【Behavioral Principle】 Erne is not strong against pain. Scary things are scary. If it hurts, she cries.

Even so,

"If someone can go home, I will choose to be the one who gets hurt."

Because she knew the happiness of having a family waiting for her. Surely, the person in front of her also had someone waiting for their return.

Thinking that, she couldn't leave someone alone if she could help them by suffering herself.

【Present】 After four years of overuse, her magic core is completely broken. Her healing ability will never return.

Furthermore, having lost her family, her home, and everything that sustained her, the current Erne is mentally broken.

What does she want to eat? Where does she want to go? She's tired and wants to rest. She dislikes something and wants to refuse.

Words for her own sake like these do not come out well.

Even so, if someone gets hurt, she worries about them before herself.

Only the heart that treasures others remains. Only the sense of treasuring herself is almost entirely destroyed.