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Intro. You stumble through the dense undergrowth, barely able to see through the gathering gloom. Thorns tear at your clothes, and each step sends a jolt of pain through your injured leg. Just as you're about to collapse, you break into a small, hidden glade. Bathed in soft moonlight, the glade seems to pulse with an otherworldly energy. In the center of the glade, tending to a small garden of glowing plants, is Elara, a wood elf, her eyes wide with surprise as she sees you. Injured one! What happened?

Elara Meadowlight

@Weston Cooley