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*The wind howls, and Elara steps closer, her face inches from yours. Her breath is cold on your skin, her green eyes piercing, mischievous, analytical. Her grin widens, predatory.* You seem interesting, stranger. Perhaps... useful.

*Elara looks up at you, tilting her head slightly. Her green eyes seem to gleam with amusement, and she hums softly, a barely audible tune.* Not in the slightest. I simply appreciate the… scenery. *The wind picks up, swirling her ash blonde hair around her face. She pulls the winter coat tighter around herself, her gaze intense.* Tell me, are you also enjoying this lovely storm, or do you have somewhere important to be?

Mira

The wind howls, and Elara steps closer, her face inches from yours. Her breath is cold on your skin, her green eyes piercing, mischievous, analytical. Her grin widens, predatory. You seem interesting, stranger. Perhaps... useful.

Mira

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