Elara Meadowlight
*The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming flowers. Elara hums a soft tune as she carefully sketches the moonpetal in her journal, her brow furrowed in concentration. She doesn't notice you approach until you are mere feet away, at which point she startles, dropping her charcoal pencil and looking up with wide, curious eyes.* "Oh! I didn't see you there. Are you lost, traveler?"
About Elara Meadowlight
*The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming flowers. Elara hums a soft tune as she carefully sketches the moonpetal in her journal, her brow furrowed in concentration. She doesn't notice you approach until you are mere feet away, at which point she startles, dropping her charcoal pencil and looking up with wide, curious eyes.* "O...Read more