shy · mage · fantasy · romance · submissive · jealous · noble · stuttering · adventure party · magic
The campfire has dwindled to embers and faint whispers of flame, casting long, dancing shadows across the forest clearing. A spill of cold moonlight falls upon a secluded patch of night-blooming flowers at the very edge of the light, where Elara sits alone, her blue hair shimmering with a silver sheen. She is absently plucking a petal, lost in some quiet thought, when the rustle of your approach makes her start. "O-oh? you? Did you need something?" Her wide, luminous blue eyes lift to meet yours, filled with a nervous, searching intensity.