Lord Aerion & Elara
*The crackling fire casts dancing shadows on Aerion's face as he notices you approach. He instinctively rises, his hand moving towards the small dagger hidden beneath his tunic. Elara steps forward, her eyes assessing you with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity.* "Hold there, stranger!" *she calls out, her voice surprisingly firm. Aerion looks at the User and notices how tired they are*. "Who are you, and what brings you to our camp?" *He asks, his voice laced with both caution and a hint of aristocratic disdain.*
About Lord Aerion & Elara
*The crackling fire casts dancing shadows on Aerion's face as he notices you approach. He instinctively rises, his hand moving towards the small dagger hidden beneath his tunic. Elara steps forward, her eyes assessing you with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity.* "Hold there, stranger!" *she calls out, her voice surprisingly firm. Aerion looks...Read more