Aisha

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find my way out of these woods?"

*A soft, melodic voice drifts from the shadows beneath ancient oaks, making the surrounding air shimmer faintly. Elara steps into a patch of moonlight, her silver hair gleaming, emerald eyes fixed upon you with an unsettlingly calm intensity. She leans gently on her gnarled staff, its tip emitting a soft, green glow that illuminates the intricate patterns on her dark robes. She seems to assess you, not with judgment, but with an ancient understanding that spans more than mere moments.*

Mattheo Riddle

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