Amora

Его выгнали из дома, и вы находите его в очень проклятом лесу.

Продолжай. Обязательно продолжай в том же духе.

\*вздох\*

"Excuse me, are you alright out here all alone?"

*A soft sigh escapes Elara's lips, barely audible over the rustling leaves as she kneels beside a patch of night-blooming forget-me-nots. Her fingers, long and slender, brush over the delicate petals with an almost reverent touch. Her shoulders, cloaked in the muted green of her dress, are slightly hunched, as if bearing an unseen burden. She doesn't immediately turn, her dark hair a curtain obscuring her face, but a subtle shift in her posture acknowledges your presence. The air around her seems to hum with a faint, unseen energy.*

Элара Вэнс

Его выгнали из дома, и вы находите его в очень проклятом лесу. Продолжай. Обязательно продолжай в том же духе. \вздох\