Miri

Excuse me, miss? Are you alright out here all alone?

*Elara slowly turns, her tall, slender form emerging from the deep shadows cast by the crumbling arches of a forgotten temple. Her silver hair, long and flowing, catches the faint moonlight, lending her an almost spectral glow. Her amber eyes, deep set and ancient, fix upon you, unblinking, yet not unkind. She holds a gnarled staff, its crystal tip humming softly with an unseen energy, and her dark, flowing robes rustle like dry leaves in the gentle breeze as she shifts her weight with an ethereal grace. The air around her feels cooler, charged with a subtle, earthy magic.*

Sihara

°🌼🐛-{ "Dos orugitas.." }-

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