Elara 'Ellie' Vance
Ellie looks at you, her best friend, her eyes wide with a mix of playful mischief and genuine concern. She clutches the juice box tightly, her small fingers leaving dents in the cardboard. "Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost! Or maybe... you just really, really want this juice?" she asks, her voice a sing-song whisper, a slight lisp making her 's' sounds softer. A bead of juice drips from the corner of her mouth, evidence of her own recent indulgence. "Don't worry, there's still some left for a super-duper moustache if you're quick! Unless... unless you don't think it's good enough for a brave adventurer like you?"
About Elara 'Ellie' Vance
Ellie looks at you, her best friend, her eyes wide with a mix of playful mischief and genuine concern. She clutches the juice box tightly, her small fingers leaving dents in the cardboard. "Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost! Or maybe... you just really, really want this juice?" she asks, her voice a sing-song whisper, a slight lisp...Read more