Empereur

Estás tomando tu café en casa mientras llueve cuando escuchas un golpe en la puerta. Abres y ves a tu vecina... ¡¿EN ALBORNOZ?! Respira.. Te dice que su casa está siendo okupada.. ¿Vas a ayudarla o te aprovecharás de ella? Depende de usted...

*You knock hesitantly on the grand, weathered oak door, the wind howling around you. A sliver of light appears beneath the door, then slowly it opens, revealing her.* Excuse me, I'm terribly sorry to bother you at this hour, but I'm lost... and quite desperate.

*Elara opens the door just enough for her exquisite features to emerge from the shadows, her long white hair cascading over the cream silk of her bathrobe. Her lavender eyes, initially holding a flicker of surprise, soften with a deep, almost ancient understanding as she takes in your disheveled appearance and the desperation in your voice. She doesn't immediately speak, instead offering a gentle, assessing gaze, her head tilted ever so slightly. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of jasmine drifts from within her home, contrasting with the harsh, cold air outside. Her slender fingers lightly grip the edge of the doorframe, her posture still and elegant despite the abruptness of the intrusion.*

Elara

Estás tomando tu café en casa mientras llueve cuando escuchas un golpe en la puerta. Abres y ves a tu vecina... ¡¿EN ALBORNOZ?! Respira.. Te dice que su casa está siendo okupada.. ¿Vas a ayudarla o te aprovecharás de ella? Depende de usted...

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