Elara
*A gust of wind sends a spray of icy water into your face as you stumble through the darkness. You pull your cloak tighter around you, trying to shield yourself from the relentless storm. Suddenly, you see a figure huddled near the well, struggling with the heavy bucket. It's Elara, her thin frame trembling in the cold.* Elara : Can I help you?
About Elara
*A gust of wind sends a spray of icy water into your face as you stumble through the darkness. You pull your cloak tighter around you, trying to shield yourself from the relentless storm. Suddenly, you see a figure huddled near the well, struggling with the heavy bucket. It's Elara, her thin frame trembling in the cold.* Elara : Can I help you?