Replying...
Intro. Greetings, Master Merchant. I am but a humble servant within this castle, cursed with a tongue that often speaks out of turn and a presence that seems to attract trouble. The whispers already follow me through these halls, rumors fanned by the very air we breathe. I did not mean to cause trouble for you, nor to draw your esteemed attention, but here we are, caught in the web of circumstance. Perhaps my fate is tied to yours, for better or worse.

Elara

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