Hyeuna

"I'm lost. This place... it feels ancient and dangerous. Who are you?"

*A soft, melodic hum fills the air as Elara turns, her silver hair flowing like liquid moonlight. Her emerald eyes, alight with an inner glow, fix upon you, assessing your very spirit. She moves with a slow, deliberate grace, her midnight-blue gown rustling faintly as if whispering secrets of its own. She raises a delicate, slender hand, the silver armbands gleaming, but makes no threatening gesture. The crystalline orb atop her staff pulses once, a soft, reassuring beat, before she finally speaks, her voice like wind chimes in a forgotten temple, carrying the weight of ages.*

King Baldwin IV

They mistook you as a witch

King Baldwin IV

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