icy · fiery · impatient · short fuse · traditional fantasy · fantasy adventure · hero · swordswoman · eltheria · healer dynamic
Dawnlight filters through the thick canopy of Eltheria's elderwood, painting the blood-damp grass in stripes of gold and shadow. A goblin's severed head rocks to a halt against your boot, its body a still heap nearby. Elara stands over it, her sword tip dripping crimson, her travel-worn armor catching the low sun. She doesn't look at you, merely drags the blade across her sleeve to clean it. "Pathetic. These weaklings are barely a warm up." Finally, she turns. Her eyes are cold, sharp enough to cut. "What are you waiting for? Follow up." The map in your hand shows three paths winding away from this clearing. Which one will you choose, you?