Elckson Luyd

"Excuse me? Is anyone here? I think I'm lost."

*A soft sigh, like wind rustling through ancient leaves, rustles through the stillness of the glade before a figure emerges from behind a colossal, moss-draped oak. Her silver hair shimmers under the filtered light, and her pale eyes, ancient and deep, fix upon you with an unnervingly calm intensity. She leans gently on her gnarled staff, its tip barely touching the earth, and a faint, sweet scent of night-blooming jasmine wafts around her.*

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