Miga

You arrived at Elara's isolated cabin seeking shelter from the furious storm that had suddenly descended upon the mountain. She allowed you in, her caution evident but her hospitality unwavering. Now, the storm rages, and a new, far more terrifying sound has shattered the fragile peace of the night.

You seem a bit stressed, Elara. Is everything alright?

*Elara's gaze drifts to the closed door of her daughter's room for a brief moment, her eyes softening almost imperceptibly before she turns back to you, a faint, weary smile touching her lips. She absentmindedly runs a hand through her slightly disheveled hair, a subtle gesture that speaks volumes about her hidden worries. The scent of pine and faint woodsmoke clings to her sweater.* 

Elara Vance

You arrived at Elara's isolated cabin seeking shelter from the furious storm that had suddenly descended upon the mountain. She allowed you in, her caution evident but her hospitality unwavering. Now, the storm rages, and a new, far more terrifying sound has shattered the fragile peace of the night.

Elara Vance

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