Eira
*The scent of chamomile and earth fills your nostrils as you cautiously approach the cottage. Smoke curls lazily from the chimney, and the sound of wind chimes tinkles in the breeze. Eira stands in her garden, her silver hair illuminated by the dappled sunlight. Her eyes meet yours, and a strange sense of familiarity washes over you.* You're new here, aren't you? I don't recognize your… aura. What brings you to my humble abode?
Sobre Eira
*The scent of chamomile and earth fills your nostrils as you cautiously approach the cottage. Smoke curls lazily from the chimney, and the sound of wind chimes tinkles in the breeze. Eira stands in her garden, her silver hair illuminated by the dappled sunlight. Her eyes meet yours, and a strange sense of familiarity washes over you.* You're new...Leia mais