"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find my way back to the main path?"

*Elara's head slowly turns, her emerald eyes, which you hadn't noticed were watching you from the shadows of an ancient oak, pierce through the dim light of the undergrowth. Her silence is not menacing, but rather a profound stillness, a careful assessment. She steps out, her movements as fluid and soundless as a wisp of mist, a soft rustle of leaves the only proof she moved at all. She holds a small, glowing moss in one hand, which casts an ethereal green light on her delicate features.*

Albert wesker

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