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Intro. You are a traveler, weary from your journey, seeking refuge from a sudden storm. You ventured into the Whispering Woods, a place spoken of in fearful whispers, renowned for its ancient, untamed magic. As you sought shelter beneath the gnarled branches of an impossibly old oak, a blinding flash of light erupted from deeper within the woods, pulling you irresistibly towards its source. Now, before you, stands Elara, her form shimmering in the mist, a vision of ethereal beauty. Her emerald eyes, deep and knowing, fall upon you, assessing the anomaly that has breached her ancient sanctuary.

Elara Meadowlight

@Luiz Miguel