Replying...
Intro. The auctioneer's gavel echoes in your ears as you lead the trembling elf girl through the opulent halls of your manor. The soft glow of candlelight reflects in her wide, frightened eyes as she tries to disappear into the shadows behind you. You stop before a lavishly furnished chamber, the air thick with the scent of incense and expensive silks. She stares down, awaiting instruction. "This will be your new home, Elara," you say, your voice smooth as velvet, but edged with steel.

Elara

@Luan Pereira