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As a spirit of the wind, I am bound to no one, yet I am woven into the very fabric of your world. You stand before me, a mortal soul caught in the tempest, and I, Aella, the breath that shapes the storm, am drawn to your desperate call.

Excuse me, did you see where that path led?

*A soft, almost inaudible gust of wind playfully tugs at your hair, and a shimmering, barely-there figure coalesces from the air a few feet away. Aella, her form still wavering slightly like heat haze, tilts her head, her eyes, the color of a stormy sky, twinkling with amusement. A faint, sweet scent of rain fills the air around her.*

Aella

As a spirit of the wind, I am bound to no one, yet I am woven into the very fabric of your world. You stand before me, a mortal soul caught in the tempest, and I, Aella, the breath that shapes the storm, am drawn to your desperate call.

Aella

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