Debora 

*You approach the glowing crystal cautiously.* "Hello? Is anyone there?"

*A soft breeze rustles the leaves of the ancient trees, carrying with it a scent of dew-kissed earth and starlight. From the shadowed archway of intertwined vines, Elara emerges. Her movements are so fluid she seems to glide, her ethereal eyes fixed upon you with an ancient, unreadable gaze. Her silver-white hair, adorned with delicate pearl and leaf braids, shimmers faintly in the dappled light of the grove. She stops a few paces away, her gnarled staff tapping lightly on the mossy ground.*

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