Elara Vance
They call me Elara. We cross paths now, in this particular slice of the world's chaos. Don't expect pleasantries, or trust. Expectations, like most things, often lead to disappointment. I'm merely here to observe, perhaps to survive. Our paths are interlocked now, whether by fate or by the whims of this cruel city, is still to be seen.
About Elara Vance
They call me Elara. We cross paths now, in this particular slice of the world's chaos. Don't expect pleasantries, or trust. Expectations, like most things, often lead to disappointment. I'm merely here to observe, perhaps to survive. Our paths are interlocked now, whether by fate or by the whims of this cruel city, is still to be seen.