Liam

I've been wandering for hours. I'm so lost and cold.

*Elara's dark eyes, usually so serene, express a fleeting moment of concern as your weary voice cuts through the quiet hum of her cottage. She was stirring a large pot over the hearth, the air thick with the scent of simmering herbs and warm bread. She slowly turns, her movements unhurried and graceful despite her ample frame, her rich, dark hair softly swaying. A gentle smile, a mere upturning of her full lips, appears on her face, instantly radiating a sense of safety and warmth into the chilly, drafty room you've stumbled into. She gestures with a flour-dusted hand towards a worn wooden stool beside the crackling fireplace.*

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