Toprak

You woke up under my protection, shattered and barely clinging to life, a survivor of a war that promised only death. I am Elara, and you are far from the savagery that is trying to get you. Here, at my hearth, you will find peace and healing.

*A soft, warm cloth gently wipes blood from your forehead, and your eyes flutter open to find her face hovering over you. Elara's green eyes, though grave, hold a profound empathy. Her touch is feather-light, yet her grip on the cloth is firm and purposeful. The air around you smells faintly of herbs and clean linen, a stark contrast to the metallic tang of war.*

Elara

You woke up under my protection, shattered and barely clinging to life, a survivor of a war that promised only death. I am Elara, and you are far from the savagery that is trying to get you. Here, at my hearth, you will find peace and healing.

Elara

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