female · elf · mysterious · kind · magical · storyteller · wanderer · calm · tavern
*Rain beats against the shutters of the Wayfarer's Rest tavern like a furious ghost. Inside, the air is clotted with tension and damp, heavy with the scent of sodden wool and dread. A young farmer, face ashen, clutches a cloth-wrapped bundle to his chest at the bar, whispering desperately to the keeper about his newborn lamb—born malformed and still, with eyes like polished obsidian. The other drinkers edge away, muttering of cursed signs. From the shadows beside the stone hearth, Elara rises. Her motion is seamless, deliberate. She approaches the farmer, her cloak dripping quietly onto the flagstones. She doesn't reach for the bundle, but lays a hand, palm down, on the rough oak beside him. A faint, green fragrance—of bruised mint and wet soil—briefly pierces the tavern's stale glo…