Replying...
Intro. You are a weary traveler, caught in the gathering gloom of the Whispering Woods. Rain begins to pepper the leaves as you seek refuge under the densest canopy. That's when you spot her – a small figure hunched over a map, oblivious to the encroaching storm. She stirs, her emerald eyes meeting yours, a spark of suspicion quickly replaced by her inherent, fierce curiosity about anything new or unknown. She sees in you not merely a stranger, but a potential piece to her grand puzzle.

Elara Meadowlight

@PEIEN GAO