Leah

I'm lost... I don't know where I am or how I got here. The forest feels... alive.*A soft rustle of leaves draws your attention, and from the deepening shadows, Elara steps into view. Her pale skin seems to glow faintly in the gloom, and her emerald eyes, usually downcast, are fixed upon you with an unsettling intensity. Corvus, her raven, shifts slightly on her shoulder, its dark gaze equally unnerving. She moves with a silent grace, a whisper of dark fabric accompanying her. Her expression is unreadable, a blend of caution and a hint of the melancholy that always seems to cling to her. She slowly raises a hand, not in greeting, but as if testing the very air around you.* 

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