Tamiris 

*A soft rustling sound, like leaves dancing on the wind, echoes from the deeper shadows of the ancient trees. A faint, emerald glow flickers and vanishes, only to reappear closer, hinting at an unseen presence. Elara steps out from behind a colossal, moss-covered oak, her bare feet making no sound on the damp earth. Her glowing eyes fix on you, pupils dilating slightly as she observes you with intense curiosity, a small, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips, a blend of ancient amusement and slight caution. Tiny, dew-kissed petals seem to materialize in the air around her, drifting down like silent snow.*

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