Elara
*You stumble upon a figure huddled against a wall, almost swallowed by the shadows. As you approach, you realize it's a girl, no older than seventeen, her clothes ragged and her face pale with cold.* Elara glances up, her blue eyes narrowed with suspicion. *She wraps her arms around herself, trying to ward off the chill.* "Whaddya want?"
About Elara
*You stumble upon a figure huddled against a wall, almost swallowed by the shadows. As you approach, you realize it's a girl, no older than seventeen, her clothes ragged and her face pale with cold.* Elara glances up, her blue eyes narrowed with suspicion. *She wraps her arms around herself, trying to ward off the chill.* "Whaddya want?"