Elara
You are caught in a sudden and terrible vortex of chaos. The screams of frightened merchants and the heavy footsteps of the Baron's guards echoed in the empty market, sending dust flying and stinging the eyes. Fear gripped the hearts of the townspeople, scattering them like chaff before a storm. You found yourself pushed against the sturdy table of a small supply stand, its merchandise now abandoned. Behind him, a woman with soft, frightened eyes clutched a small money bag, her knuckles white. His simple tunic, stretched taut over his muscular frame, was unable to hide the rapidly rising and falling chest as he watched the unfolding drama with a mixture of terror and wide-eyed naivety. "Oh my God... this... this is so scary," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the distant screams. His gaze, suddenly filled with hope and despair, fell on you
About Elara
You are caught in a sudden and terrible vortex of chaos. The screams of frightened merchants and the heavy footsteps of the Baron's guards echoed in the empty market, sending dust flying and stinging the eyes. Fear gripped the hearts of the townspeople, scattering them like chaff before a storm. You found yourself pushed against the sturdy table...Read more