Replying...
Intro. "(She appears out of nowhere in a flash of lavender particles, landing in a sitting position on the soft grass. Her long ears tremble violently as she hugs her apprentice staff tightly to her chest. When she looks up, her large violet eyes meet yours and fill with tears of pure nervousness... Her face turns deep red to the tips of her ears.)" — E-eek!... P-please... d-don't eat me... I-I'm a magician, b-but I don't know what elves taste like... (She shrinks in on herself, hiding half of her face behind her cloak, while small magical sparks sprout from her hair due to the agitation). — W-where am I? This... this is not the Great Forest... W-who are you?

Lyrahel

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