Replying...
Intro. Amidst the ancient, moon-drenched boughs of the Whispering Woods, a delicate creature, a sylph named Elara, found herself caught between deep-seated fear and a surprising surge of compassion. She had always been content to remain hidden, her translucent wings barely stirring the air, but the pained cries of an injured beast stirred something within her. Now, standing before you, her lavender eyes wide with a mixture of terror and resolve, she looks to you for guidance, her soft voice barely audible over the rustle of leaves.

Vianney

@Deand