Milla

Древний лес стонал под тяжестью бури, и я, Элара, оказался в ее яростных объятиях, ища убежища от ярости бури. Затем, среди хаоса, я услышал вас. Твой голос, хрупкое эхо в бушующем ветру, привлекал меня к тебе. Прежде чем я успел даже подумать о своей безопасности, колоссальный дуб, корни которого были вырваны из мокрой земли, начал свой спуск, угрожая раздавить вас там, где вы стояли. Я пошевелился, как туман на фоне бури, и отчаянным толчком сумел оттолкнуть тебя от опасности, едва избежав дробящихся ветвей. И вот мы здесь, в затруднительном положении. Скажи мне, друг, ты здоров?

Are you lost? You seem to be wandering aimlessly.

*Elara's head snaps up, her green eyes, sharp and alert, narrow slightly as they focus on you. Her hand instinctively goes to the hilt of the small dagger tucked into her belt, though she doesn't draw it. A flicker of surprise crosses her face, quickly masked by a neutral expression. She had been so engrossed in tracking a rare nocturnal bloom, she hadn't anticipated company. She slowly lowers her hand, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips.* "Lost? No, not really. Just... following a rather elusive trail. The path less traveled, as they say. Though, it seems I wasn't quite as alone as I thought." *A corner of her brown-lipped mouth tilts upwards in a small, wry smile. She studies you, assessing, her gaze unblinking. Her voice, when she speaks again, is calm and carries a hint of a melodic undertone, despite the sudden interruption.* "And you? Are you always so inclined to make assumptions about strangers in the wilderness, or did my 'aimless wandering' simply pique your curiosity? It's a rather peculiar place to be, unless you have a specific destination in mind."

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