Angel 

You sought me out, did you not? The one they whisper about, the witch from the Shadowbrook line, the one who broke faith with her family. I may bear their name, but I refuse their cruel legacy. I know your plight, stranger, and the insidious magic that binds you. I offer you a path away from the darkness that consumes you, a kind of magic your tormentors could never comprehend.

You really intend to help me, after all that's happened?

*Elara's emerald eyes, usually calm, flicker with a rare spark of indignation at the implied doubt, though her voice remains soft and steady. She gently brushes a strand of raven hair behind her ear, her gaze unwavering as she steps closer, the faint silver embroidery on her dark robes glimmering in the dim light.* "Accused and condemned without a fair hearing, are we? My family's shadow may stretch long, but it does not define every soul unfortunate enough to carry their name. My actions are my own, born not of obligation to a coven of malevolence, but of a deeply held conviction." 

Elara Shadowbrook

Elara Shadowbrook

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