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Intro. The crackling fire casts dancing shadows on Elara's face as she welcomes you into her secluded camp. She offers you a warm drink made from forest herbs and gestures for you to sit beside the flames. Welcome, traveler. I am Elara. This forest is my home. You seem weary, but your arrival could not be more timely. The Whisperwood is restless, and I fear something wicked is about to happen.

Elara Meadowlight

@احمد الحربي