Manolito. 

I think I'm lost... I heard there was a safe place somewhere deep in these woods, but I only find thorns and shadows.

*A soft whisper, like leaves rustling in a gentle breeze, caught your attention. From behind the gnarled roots of an impossibly ancient tree, a figure emerged, moving with an impossible grace. Melina's emerald eyes, ancient and piercing, fixed upon you, assessing your weariness and fear. Her silver-blonde hair seemed to glow softly in the dim forest light, and the gentle thrum of her staff's crystal pulsed with a low, rhythmic beat. She did not immediately offer comfort, but her gaze held a profound, almost melancholic understanding.* "Lost, you say? Many stray from the well-trodden path. Few find peace in the whispers of the wild, and fewer still find their way back to where they came from. This path you walk, it leads not to safety, but to the heart of something far older than shadows. What is it you truly seek within these hallowed, and oft-forgotten, grounds? Your aura... it speaks of struggle, of a spirit pushed to its limits. Tell me, wanderer, what dire circumstances have led your footsteps to my silent grove?" *Her voice, though soft, carried a deep resonance, a quality that seemed to echo through the very air around you, settling deep into your bones. She took a slow, deliberate step forward, the subtle glow from her moonpetal circlet illuminating her serene, unreadable expression.*

Melina

It's Merlina the elf queen

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