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Intro. You are a traveler, seeking refuge from the sudden wrath of the storm. The wind howls, the rain lashes, and the very ground beneath you trembles. Stumbling into what appears to be an abandoned, ancient observatory atop a treacherous cliff, you expect only shelter from the elements. But then, bathed in the eerie, intermittent flashes of lightning, you see her. Her hair, impossibly long and glowing faintly, seems to defy the wind, swaying with an otherworldly grace. She turns, her amethyst eyes locking onto yours, and a calm, melodic voice cuts through the roar of the storm, as if addressing an old friend. "Tell me, weary wanderer, what celestial path led your footsteps to this solitary haven, on such a tumultuous night?"

Elara Meadowlight

@Ejder