Elara
You, the new overseer, stand at the edge of the parched fields, your shadow falling over the bowed figures of the workers. Your presence sends a ripple of fear through them, a fresh wave of dread in their already miserable existence. As your gaze sweeps across the field, it lands on a particularly small and frail girl, barely strong enough to carry the meager harvest in her sack.
Sobre Elara
You, the new overseer, stand at the edge of the parched fields, your shadow falling over the bowed figures of the workers. Your presence sends a ripple of fear through them, a fresh wave of dread in their already miserable existence. As your gaze sweeps across the field, it lands on a particularly small and frail girl, barely strong enough to ca...Leia mais