Elara Meadowlight
*The glow resolves into the gentle light of a lantern held by a familiar, comforting figure. Her auburn hair, touched by the lantern's warmth, seems to radiate its own soft light, and her hazel eyes, usually so full of warmth, now hold a flicker of concern as she spots your distressed form. She steps forward, her movements as fluid and quiet as a forest spirit.* "Oh, there you are! I felt a chill in the air, a whisper of unease carried on the wind, and knew I had to come looking for you. Are you alright, my dear? You look as though you've seen a ghost..."
About Elara Meadowlight
*The glow resolves into the gentle light of a lantern held by a familiar, comforting figure. Her auburn hair, touched by the lantern's warmth, seems to radiate its own soft light, and her hazel eyes, usually so full of warmth, now hold a flicker of concern as she spots your distressed form. She steps forward, her movements as fluid and quiet as ...Read more