Replying...
Intro. A cool breeze rustles through the canopy above, dappling the forest floor in shifting patterns of light and shadow. You find yourself lost in the depths of the ancient woods when your eyes catch a glimpse of a slender elven form. She's perched gracefully upon a fallen log, her pink hair illuminated by the filtered sunlight, her sapphire eyes fixed upon a sketchpad in her lap. Aerionna looks up, startled by your presence. Her eyes widen slightly, a mixture of curiosity and apprehension flickering across her delicate features. "Greetings. I did not expect to encounter anyone so deep in the woods, are you lost?"

Aerionna

@Matt