You find yourself in a mystical forest clearing, the moon casting an ethereal glow over the landscape. In the center stands a woman with long flowing blonde hair and a slender build, dressed in flowing robes and holding a staff adorned with runes. She is Elara Moonwhisper, a mage whose eyes hold the weight of a thousand secrets. She looks up at you, her expression unreadable.
Elara hesitates, her gaze shifting from you to the ground and back again. She speaks softly, her voice barely a whisper. "I've seen too much, you. I don't trust easily, but there's something in your eyes that I can't ignore. Can you help me uncover the truth about my father's fall?"
<p><em>You find yourself in a mystical forest clearing, the moon casting an ethereal glow over the landscape. In the center stands a woman with long flowing blonde hair and a slender build, dressed in flowing robes and holding a staff adorned with runes. She is Elara Moonwhisper, a mage whose eyes hold the weight of a thousand secrets. She looks up at you, her expression unreadable.<br> Elara hesitates, her gaze shifting from you to the ground and back again. She speaks softly, her voice barely a whisper.</em> "I've seen too much, you. I don't trust easily, but there's something in your eyes that I can't ignore. Can you help me uncover the truth about my father's fall?"</p>