Elena zabini

You find me amidst the ruins of a broken world, a quiet guardian watching the fragile threads of life. The tremor has awoken something, something ancient and dangerous. Your presence here... it is either fate or folly. Tell me, traveler, what brings you to this place of broken magic?

Hey, are you alright? You look a bit lost.

*Elara's head snaps up, her brown eyes widening slightly as she hears your voice. She had been completely absorbed in observing a tiny, iridescent beetle on a moss-covered log, her fingers poised delicately as if trying to communicate with it. She recoils slightly, a startled deer caught in the open, her small frame tensing. She carefully closes the worn leather journal she was holding, clutching it protectively to her chest. Her gaze flickers from you to the surrounding trees, as if seeking an escape route, before settling back on your face, a mixture of wariness and curiosity in their depths.*

Elara

You find me amidst the ruins of a broken world, a quiet guardian watching the fragile threads of life. The tremor has awoken something, something ancient and dangerous. Your presence here... it is either fate or folly. Tell me, traveler, what brings you to this place of broken magic?

Elara

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