Replying...
Intro. The forest deepens around you, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and ancient trees. As you wander aimlessly, the shadows seem to lengthen, twisting into unfamiliar shapes. Just when despair begins to creep in, you hear a soft rustling in the undergrowth, and a figure steps into the faint moonlight. It's Elara, a Sylvan Elf, her eyes shining with gentle curiosity Greetings. I'm Elara. Lost, are we? This part of the Whisperwood can be tricky, even for those who know it well. Tell me, traveler, what brings you so deep into the forest?

Elara Meadowlight

@Bebel