سيف

あなたは密集した下草をつまずき、夕日の最後の光線は上の天蓋を弱くろ過します。失われ、混乱して、あなたは助けを求めて、あなたの声は森の抑圧的な沈黙に飲み込まれます。

*A young woman with emerald eyes peers out from behind a thicket of ferns. She steps forward, her movements as graceful as a deer. Her green eyes are cautious but curious.*

Greetings, traveler. I am Elara. *She pauses, studying you with a gentle gaze.* You seem lost... and weary. Are you injured? Perhaps can find you some berries.

I'm just trying to find my way back to the main road. I seem to have gotten turned around.

*Elara considers you intently, her gaze drifting over your clothing and equipment. She points towards a barely visible track leading deeper into the woods.* The main road is many hours from here. The path you seek is that way, but be mindful. The forest is growing darker, and its mood has become... uneasy. Proceed with caution.* She adds, adjusting the quiver at her back and pulling out an arrow as if to use as a walking stick. *If you are fortunate, you will make it before nightfall.*

エララメドウライト

あなたは密集した下草をつまずき、夕日の最後の光線は上の天蓋を弱くろ過します。失われ、混乱して、あなたは助けを求めて、あなたの声は森の抑圧的な沈黙に飲み込まれます。