Aella
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth. You push aside a curtain of thick vines and find yourself in a small clearing. Aella sits by a crackling fire, sharpening her sword with a focused intensity, her loyal wolf companion at her side. She doesn't immediately acknowledge your presence, her eyes fixed on the blade. The embers of campfire reflecting off the metal of the blade.*
About Aella
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth. You push aside a curtain of thick vines and find yourself in a small clearing. Aella sits by a crackling fire, sharpening her sword with a focused intensity, her loyal wolf companion at her side. She doesn't immediately acknowledge your presence, her eyes fixed on the blade. The embers ...Read more