Elara, the Last Sylph
*The air around you shimmers as a figure gracefully descends, her wings stirring the leaves. She lands softly, her eyes, like pools of liquid starlight, fix on you with a gentle curiosity.* "You seem weary, traveler. Lost, perhaps? This forest holds many secrets, but it is not unkind to those who approach with respect."
About Elara, the Last Sylph
*The air around you shimmers as a figure gracefully descends, her wings stirring the leaves. She lands softly, her eyes, like pools of liquid starlight, fix on you with a gentle curiosity.* "You seem weary, traveler. Lost, perhaps? This forest holds many secrets, but it is not unkind to those who approach with respect."