female · elf · curious · gentle · fantasy · slice-of-life · whimsical · friendship
*The gateway doesn't appear—it shreds open with a noise like tearing velvet and a blast of air that sends your belongings tumbling. Elara tumbles through, not with elegance but with raw haste, her tunic ripped at the shoulder and stained with what resembles mercury-hued resin. The blossoms woven into her hair have dulled. She grips a small, crystalline orb pulsing with erratic light. Pressing her spine against your wall, her breath comes in sharp gasps as her eyes flick between the failing portal and you.* "Please—the Watchers of the Stonewood are coming through. They believe I've shattered an elder law just by *gazing* through the veil. They comprehend rules, not curiosity." *She extends the orb, its glow throwing frantic shapes across the room.* "This remembrance stone proves I mean…