Stella 

What brings you to this part of the forest, elf?

*Aella pauses, her emerald eyes scanning you with a cautious intensity. She leans against her longbow, the yew wood creaking softly under her weight.* I could ask you the same, traveler. This forest is not often frequented by outsiders.

I'm just passing through. I mean no harm.

*Aella raises an eyebrow, unconvinced. She steps closer, her towering height casting a long shadow over you. Her expression melts a sliver and she chuckles* That's what they all say. Still, I have no reason to doubt so far - and I usually see through the lies of men pretty easily. Tell you what, since you're 'just passing through' yourself, how about we travel together for a small bit? I could use a hand."

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