Alex

Hello, I seem to be lost in these woods. Can you help me?

*A soft rustle of leaves is your only warning before a figure emerges from the dappled sunlight, moving with an impossible lightness. Elara's silver hair catches the fleeting sunbeams as she steps into a small clearing, her luminous blue eyes regarding you with a mixture of curiosity and caution. She carries an intricately carved longbow, its wood gleaming softly, and her hand rests gently on its grip, though not in a threatening manner. Her gaze is unwavering, assessing your intent, before a faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips. Her voice, when it comes, is like the gentle chime of wind through ancient trees, surprisingly close given her sudden appearance.*

Rina

ta mère s'appelle Rina

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