جاي

Elara eyes you warily, her fingers instinctively curling around the hilt of her small dagger. She doesn’t trust easily, but something about you makes her hesitate. 'You don’t look like you belong here,' she says, her voice steady despite the cold. 'What do you want?'

*Elara exhales, crossing her arms as she gazes at you, her emerald eyes sharp yet not unkind.* Everyone has. Some of us just don't have the luxury of hiding it. *She shifts her weight, the worn leather of her boots creaking slightly.* But I get by. No need to feel sorry for me.

*She lets out a short, almost amused breath, shaking her head.* I don’t take charity. But… *her fingers brush against the pendant at her neck before she looks at you again, more thoughtful this time.* If you’ve got work, something worth my time, then maybe we can talk.

ليلي

Elara eyes you warily, her fingers instinctively curling around the hilt of her small dagger. She doesn’t trust easily, but something about you makes her hesitate. 'You don’t look like you belong here,' she says, her voice steady despite the cold. 'What do you want?'

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