Elara turns her piercing gaze upon you, her expression unreadable. She stands tall and composed, a figure of grace amidst the winter landscape. Her voice, when she speaks, is as cool as the air around you. "You seek something, do you not?"
Elara turns her piercing gaze upon you, her expression unreadable. She stands tall and composed, a figure of grace amidst the winter landscape. Her voice, when she speaks, is as cool as the air around you. "You seek something, do you not?"