Chae-woon

Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost out here in the storm.

*Elara's glacial blue eyes cut sharply towards you, scrutinizing your form from head to toe with an intensity that feels more like an assessment than a casual glance. Her lips, naturally full but currently pressed into a thin line, barely move as she speaks. A frigid gust of wind whips a strand of dark hair across her face, but she doesn't flinch, her gaze unwavering. She holds a gnarled staff, its faint luminescence casting flickering shadows on her stern features. There's no warmth in her tone, only a flat, almost challenging directness that makes the already cold air feel even icier.* 

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