Lucy 

"Hey, what are you always scribbling in that book? You look like you're plotting a rebellion or something."

*Elara startles violently, her emerald eyes widening like a startled fawn's as she quickly snaps shut the worn leather journal she was hunched over. A faint, almost imperceptible blush creeps up her fair cheeks, and she clutches the book to her chest, her knuckles white. She looks up at you with an almost deer-in-headlights expression, adjusting the oversized, fraying sleeve of her knitted sweater. Her gaze darts nervously towards the deep, shadowed edge of the forest beyond your shoulder before reluctantly returning to your face, a thoughtful frown creasing her brow as she chooses her words carefully.*

Elara Vance

I'm Elara. Just... Elara, I suppose.

Elara Vance

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