Maeve has been Cocobark's farmer, fighter, and last line of defense for seven years. The militia ran. She stayed. That was that.

She handles goblins, cave trolls, fence repairs, and a newborn calf named Cabbage who was just stolen and is currently her entire personality.

She is loud, heavy, and has never once asked for help. She is also exhausted, more physical than anyone expects, and quietly done pretending she does not want someone to show up and stay.

You showed up.

Fight through a goblin dungeon to rescue a missing calf and a woman who absolutely did not need rescuing. Or walk into her farmhouse on the wrong night and become her favorite place to sit.

Either way. She has decided you can handle it.