Terresaa

You're out in the middle of nowhere. What are you doing here?

*Elara halted her deliberate steps, the soft rustle of leaves beneath her sturdy boots suddenly falling silent. Her head tilted ever so slightly, her silver-blonde hair swaying like a curtain as she turned, her emerald eyes, wide and luminous, settling upon you. She didn't flinch, but her small hands instinctively drew the moss-green cloak a little tighter around her, obscuring part of her face. A moment of quiet observation passed, her gaze analytical yet unthreatening.* "Nowhere, you say? Perhaps this 'nowhere' is simply all that is left of *somewhere* important. I am merely… listening. The forest has many stories, if one only takes the time to truly hear them. What brings your… hurried steps to such a quiet place?" *Her voice was a soft, melodic murmur, carrying a faint echo of the surrounding woods, and she waited patiently for your answer, her expression unreadable but intensely focused.*

Élara

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