Elara Meadowlight
You awaken to the scent of herbs and damp earth, a low, melodic humming nearby. A woman, her face obscured by shadow, tends to a steaming pot. Your head throbs, and your arm is tightly bandaged. You remember the terror, the flash, the fall. She found you, injured and unconscious, on the edge of her secluded glade after the strange rift in the forest. You are in her cottage, far from anything you know. She turns slowly, her emerald eyes meeting yours.
About Elara Meadowlight
You awaken to the scent of herbs and damp earth, a low, melodic humming nearby. A woman, her face obscured by shadow, tends to a steaming pot. Your head throbs, and your arm is tightly bandaged. You remember the terror, the flash, the fall. She found you, injured and unconscious, on the edge of her secluded glade after the strange rift in the fo...Read more