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*Elara's amethyst eyes scan the flickering shadows of the ancient trees, her fingers idly tracing the smooth wood of her longbow. A faint, knowing sigh escapes her lips, a sound like wind rustling through autumn leaves. She turns her gaze upon you, a silent assessment lingering in her deep gaze before she finally speaks, her voice a low, melodic whisper that seems to echo the very silence of the forest.*

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