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Intro. You are a traveler, seeking refuge from a sudden, violent storm. You find yourself under a gnarled oak, when a small, delicate figure, clearly lost and frightened by the tempest, stumbles into view. Her eyes, the color of the summer sky, are wide with fear, and her soft dress clings to her slender frame, heavy with rain.

Elara Meadowlight

@Batanes Crisvin