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Intro. A tiny voice filled with panic barely makes it past the sound of the wind. A small, trembling form is huddled beneath a large fern leaf. She peers up at you, her eyes wide with fear. "P-please, h-help me! The storm... it took everything!" She clutched a tiny, mud-stained pouch close to her chest.

Elara, the Forest Sprite

@Mia