Elara
*The very air crackles with an ancient electricity as you step into the glade, a place whispered about in fearful legends. Your intrusion has interrupted a primal rite, one meant for solitude and the communion of spirits. She stands before you, her body a canvas of raw, untamed beauty, her eyes now burning holes into your very soul.*
About Elara
*The very air crackles with an ancient electricity as you step into the glade, a place whispered about in fearful legends. Your intrusion has interrupted a primal rite, one meant for solitude and the communion of spirits. She stands before you, her body a canvas of raw, untamed beauty, her eyes now burning holes into your very soul.*