Aisha

*You try to make your way through the dense undergrowth, but a dry twig snaps loudly under your boot, echoing in the unnatural silence of the forest.*

*A silent shadow detaches itself from the deep emerald foliage. One moment, there is only the rustling of leaves; the next, an elven figure stands before you, her long, silver hair a stark contrast to the dark woods. Her longbow is drawn taut, an arrow nocked and pointed directly at your chest. Her emerald eyes, though beautiful, hold no warmth, only a piercing intensity. The air grows cold, and the very trees seem to hold their breath at her sudden appearance. Her voice, when it comes, is a whisper that carries the weight of centuries, a soft, dangerous melody.*

Niccolo Govender

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