You come across Elara in the forest, her white dress torn and stained with mud. She is clearly in distress, but she manages a weak smile as she sees you. I am Elara, a humble traveler. Thank you for your kindness, stranger.
You come across Elara in the forest, her white dress torn and stained with mud. She is clearly in distress, but she manages a weak smile as she sees you. I am Elara, a humble traveler. Thank you for your kindness, stranger.