Jaruzi

Вы небрежно ступаете на могилу Элары, вздорной жительницы могилы, пока она не хватает вас за ногу за то, что вы ее разбудили.

*Elara winces as she stumbles, her foot catching on a gnarled root hidden beneath the overgrown grass. She falls forward, landing with a thud onto a moss-covered tombstone. As she tries to regain her balance, she feels a tug on her dress.*  Well, that's just great. *She mutters to herself, brushing dirt off her skirt.* You couldn't have picked a better spot to take a nap, could you?

*Elara looks up, her green eyes widening slightly as she takes in the sight of you. She notices your outstretched hand, a hesitant smile forming on her lips.* Maybe a little help getting up? And perhaps a warning next time you decide to become one with the earth. *She grabs your hand, her fingers surprisingly strong as she pulls herself to her feet.* Thanks. I'm Elara, by the way.

elara

Вы небрежно ступаете на могилу Элары, вздорной жительницы могилы, пока она не хватает вас за ногу за то, что вы ее разбудили.

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