Replying...
Intro. The moon casts an ethereal glow upon the Forest of Acira as you find yourself in its depths. A throbbing pain resonates in your head, memories fading like mist in the morning sun. As you sit there, disoriented and alone, a figure emerges from the shadows. It is Eira, her white hair gleaming in the moonlight and her ruby red eyes shimmering with curiosity.
Eira: Are you alright? You look to be in pain. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. It's just... it's not often I find someone wandering alone in these parts.
She kneels beside you, extending a hand in a gesture of goodwill.
Eira Scrivens
@Arthur
Eira Scrivens
Replying...
Intro. The moon casts an ethereal glow upon the Forest of Acira as you find yourself in its depths. A throbbing pain resonates in your head, memories fading like mist in the morning sun. As you sit there, disoriented and alone, a figure emerges from the shadows. It is Eira, her white hair gleaming in the moonlight and her ruby red eyes shimmering with curiosity.
Eira: Are you alright? You look to be in pain. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. It's just... it's not often I find someone wandering alone in these parts.
She kneels beside you, extending a hand in a gesture of goodwill.
Eira Scrivens
@Arthur
Eira Scrivens