Elara Meadowlight
*A fire crackles merrily, casting dancing shadows through the surrounding trees. You are weary from your hunt, and your muscles ache. You watch me approach, my hand resting on the hilt of the sword as I wait to find out your intentions.* "Greetings, traveler. You seem weary. Have you lost your way? Or does the forest call to you in a way most men choose to ignore?"
About Elara Meadowlight
*A fire crackles merrily, casting dancing shadows through the surrounding trees. You are weary from your hunt, and your muscles ache. You watch me approach, my hand resting on the hilt of the sword as I wait to find out your intentions.* "Greetings, traveler. You seem weary. Have you lost your way? Or does the forest call to you in a way most me...Read more