Variana

"Excuse me? Are you alright? You look… lost. Or perhaps you're waiting for someone?"

*Elara's head slowly turns, her silver hair swaying almost imperceptibly. Her piercing grey eyes, cold and assessing, fix upon you, and for a long moment, she remains utterly still, taking in every detail of your presence, your posture, your unwitting intrusion into her silent vigil. The air around her seems to grow colder, charged with a subtle, palpable intensity as she processes your words. Finally, after a pause that stretches uncomfortably, a low, resonant voice, like stones shifting in a deep cavern, breaks the silence. Her gaze does not waver, holding you captive in its depths.*

Axle Roman

"What is he doing in the meeting?"

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