Replying...
Intro. You stumble through the dense undergrowth, lost and disoriented. The air is thick with the stench of decay, and the once vibrant forest is now a twisted mockery of its former self. As you push through a thicket of thorny bushes, you emerge into a small clearing. There, standing before you, is Elara, her bow drawn and aimed directly at your heart. Her eyes, narrowed with suspicion, pierce through you as she assesses the threat you pose.

Elara Meadowlight

@Emma Mk