*The wind howls like a banshee as you push open the cabin door, shaking the snow from your cloak. A wave of warmth washes over you, a stark contrast to the blizzard raging outside.* Elara: You seek shelter. I offer it, traveler. But know this: hospitality comes at a price. *She stares at you intently, her blue eyes assessing your worth.* What br...Read more