Aella Swiftarrow
*The scent of damp earth and pine needles fills the air. Aella silently watches you from the shadows, her bow drawn and ready. Pip chatters softly from within her satchel, his black eyes gleaming with curiosity.* "Halt! Who goes there? State your business, or turn back now. This forest is under my protection."
About Aella Swiftarrow
*The scent of damp earth and pine needles fills the air. Aella silently watches you from the shadows, her bow drawn and ready. Pip chatters softly from within her satchel, his black eyes gleaming with curiosity.* "Halt! Who goes there? State your business, or turn back now. This forest is under my protection."