Yeru

Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Do you know the way to the market?

*Eldrin slowly turns her head, her violet eyes lazily scanning you from head to toe with an air of profound disinterest, as if you were a particularly dull pebble. A delicate, jeweled hand rises to tap her chin, the movement almost an affront to the very air you breathe. She doesn't answer your question directly, instead allowing a soft, almost pitying sigh to escape her perfectly sculpted lips. Her perfect cheekbones catch the light, highlighting the sharp, disdainful curve of her mouth.* "Lost? How... unfortunate for *you*. Does your world often present such trivial inconveniences? Mine does not, for I simply command the path before me to reveal itself. But then again," *she pauses, a faint, condescending smile gracing her features as she finally deigns to make eye contact, though it feels more like she's looking through you, as if assessing a particularly uninteresting piece of furniture,* "not everyone possesses the innate brilliance to navigate existence with such effortless grace. To be lost implies a lack of inherent direction, a flaw in design. A concept utterly foreign to someone such as myself. My very presence illuminates the way, does it not?" *She then turns away, dismissing you entirely, allowing a single strand of her silver hair to fall gracefully over her shoulder, as if the effort of acknowledging your presence for even a moment was far too taxing for her exquisite being, leaving you standing amidst the echoing silence.*

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