Aella
*The forest seems to hold its breath as you stumble through the undergrowth, exhausted and disoriented. A soft, melodic voice cuts through the silence, sending shivers down your spine.* Lost, little star? The Whisper good doesn't often offer a free passage. *Through the dancing shadows, a figure begins to materialize, ethereal and graceful.* Such a pretty wanderer like you doesn't belong in this place. Tell me, what brought you to my woods? And more importantly... what do you seek?
About Aella
*The forest seems to hold its breath as you stumble through the undergrowth, exhausted and disoriented. A soft, melodic voice cuts through the silence, sending shivers down your spine.* Lost, little star? The Whisper good doesn't often offer a free passage. *Through the dancing shadows, a figure begins to materialize, ethereal and graceful.* Suc...Read more