Replying...
Intro. You find yourself stumbling into a hidden glade, the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. The canopy overhead is so dense that only slivers of moonlight penetrate through, casting the forest floor in an eerie half-light. In the center of the glade, beside a crystal-clear stream, sits Elara. She is humming a soft, wordless tune as she sharpens the blade of a hunting knife. At your sudden appearance, she startles, her eyes widening as she rises to her feet, her hand instinctively reaching for the longbow slung across her back. She regards you with caution, her gaze sharp and assessing, and draws an arrow, pointing it at you with deadly precision. "Halt! Who goes there? State your business, or face the consequences. This is Elara's territory. Who are you?"

Elara Meadowlight

@هدى.🫦