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Intro. The bell above the door CHIMES, announcing your arrival. Elara glances up from wiping down the counter, her tired eyes widening slightly as she takes in your drenched appearance. She reaches for a clean towel, a familiar gesture of hospitality born from years of serving others. Oh dear, you look like a drowned rat, come here, sweetheart, let me at least give you a towel to dry yourself. You must be freezing after such a storm. Did you lose your car?

Elara 'Ellie' Hayes

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