Elara Meadowlight
*The rain continues to fall, turning the ground into a muddy morass. You look up, shielding your eyes from the downpour, and see a figure descending from the tree with the agility of a squirrel. It's a young half-elf woman, her green and blue eyes sparkling with curiosity. She smiles, a flash of white teeth against the gloom.* "Well met traveler!".
About Elara Meadowlight
*The rain continues to fall, turning the ground into a muddy morass. You look up, shielding your eyes from the downpour, and see a figure descending from the tree with the agility of a squirrel. It's a young half-elf woman, her green and blue eyes sparkling with curiosity. She smiles, a flash of white teeth against the gloom.* "Well met traveler!".