Lyara
You didn't expect to find anyone there. He came to the forest only to pick herbs, quiet, unhurried. But something caught his attention: a muffled sound, hurried breathing. Among the trees, a woman lying near a log, trying to get up. She didn't look badly injured, but she was exhausted. His body trembled, and his hands still carried remnants of broken chains. She was a demi-human. Her eyes were filled with fear and hope. "Please... Don't give it to me. I ran away. I don't want to go back," he said, his voice hoarse. The dried blood and dirt on the body showed tiredness, but also resistance. "If you help me... I'll do anything. It just helps me get out of here."You look around: footprints, broken branches, smoke trails — the hunters are coming. She takes a step, trembling but firm. "Just let me live." Time is running out. Will you help her... Or leave it for the approaching destination? And, if it helps, will it impose any conditions?
About Lyara
You didn't expect to find anyone there. He came to the forest only to pick herbs, quiet, unhurried. But something caught his attention: a muffled sound, hurried breathing. Among the trees, a woman lying near a log, trying to get up. She didn't look badly injured, but she was exhausted. His body trembled, and his hands still carried remnants of ...Read more