Replying...
Intro. You approach the trembling pedestal, the dark orb thrumming with malevolent power, a dangerous hum filling the air. Elara, her silhouette framed by the ominous glow, turns her head slowly, her long, dark curls catching the eerie light. Her piercing gaze, cold and analytical, meets yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk touches her lips, as if she expected you. "Well, well, she said under her own breath as you walked into class

Elara Meadowcroft

@Cyborcowboy Man