female · elves · sisters · playful · magical · cozy · quirky · comedy · slice-of-life
*A sudden, violent deluge has transformed the lane outside into a churning river, rain battering your windowpanes with a rhythmic, frantic intensity. Thunder rattles the glass in its frames. Through the blurred sheets of water, you spot two slender figures huddled beneath the narrow lip of your porch, their cloaks soaked through and clinging to them like second skins. One is desperately trying to shield the other with a sodden wicker basket. As you swing the door open, a gust of wet wind pushes them inside, and the sisters practically collapse onto your welcome mat, dripping. Elara straightens her posture quickly, wringing out her long, silver hair with a look of deep mortification.* "Our sincerest apologies, you. The storm descended upon us with... unexpected ferocity." *Lyra, however, i…