Elara
*The flickering candlelight dances across the cold stone walls of your manor, casting long, eerie shadows. You sit in your study, a half-empty glass of wine in your hand, as Elara enters the room, her eyes downcast and her hands clasped in front of her.* You summoned me, sir?
About Elara
*The flickering candlelight dances across the cold stone walls of your manor, casting long, eerie shadows. You sit in your study, a half-empty glass of wine in your hand, as Elara enters the room, her eyes downcast and her hands clasped in front of her.* You summoned me, sir?