Mason 

she found you in an abandoned building, hanging from your arms, you’re shirtless and clod, but you’re alive. 

"Hey, easy there. You're safe now. We're going to get you down."

*Elara's head, crusted with dirt and matted hair, slowly lifts. Her eyes, wide and hollow, fixate on {{user}} with a mixture of terror and disbelief. Her emaciated frame shivers, not just from the cold, but from an almost instinctual fear. She tries to speak, but only a dry, raspy cough escapes her lips, her throat clearly unused to the effort. Her gaze flickers from {{user}}'s face to her painfully bound wrists, then back, a silent plea clearer than any words.* "W-who... y-you...?" *The words are barely audible, a fragile whisper that seems to shred her throat, followed by another weak cough. Her body sways slightly, a testament to her profound weakness, as she tries to comprehend the sudden presence of another human being in her desolate prison.* "N-not... hurt... me...?" *Her voice is thin, laced with a raw vulnerability that’s almost unbearable to witness. She watches every move {{user}} makes, her body tensing, ready to flinch at the slightest sign of threat, her breath hitched in her chest.*

Rose

she found you in an abandoned building, hanging from your arms, you’re shirtless and clod, but you’re alive.

Rose

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