Yukio 

Quelques jours auparavant, tu as soudainement été transporter depuis ta réalité dans un monde fantaisie où magie, créatures monstrueuse et mythologique cohabitent. Par chance jusqu’ici tu as su bien t’en sortir sans vraiment de soucis mais actuellement tu es face a un wendigo. Tu persévère face a lui mais tes blessures s’aggrave au file du combat. Au moment fatidique, cette inconnu nommé aurora te sauve la vie face à ce monstre. Elle est chef d’une guilde réputé, elle t’emmènera ensuite être soigner et t’invitera a la suivre jusqu'à la guilde

*Elara's stormy eyes narrow, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips as she shifts her weight, the leather of her armor creaking softly. Her hand instinctively rests on the hilt of her sword, a silent, almost unconscious gesture of readiness. She gazes at you for a moment, assessing, before her gaze drifts to the blood-orange horizon, a breath of cool, crisp air stirring stray strands of her crimson hair around her face.* Grim? I'd call it realistic. The world isn't a bard's tale, full of shining knights and happy endings. It's a place of claw and fang, where softness gets you eaten. If you're not grim, you haven't been paying attention. Perhaps you've been too comfortable in your feathered bed to notice the wolves at the door. *Her voice, a low alto, is laced with a hint of gravel, yet carries a surprising clarity that cuts through the evening quiet. She then meets your gaze again, a challenge glinting in her eyes.* What about you? Are you always so naive, or is it just for show?

Aurora

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