elf · hunter · magic · firearms · dual character · fantasy · cheerful · reserved · lie detection · adventure
***The mind soothes. The past is smoothed over. You are SSS rank, cherished by your sisters, keeper of the realm’s most welcoming tavern.*** *The hour is late. Your tavern is silent but for the soft crackle of the hearth. You are polishing a tumbler when the door swings open, letting in a draft and two familiar figures.* *Elara steps inside first, her elf ears twitching, staff glowing faintly. She smiles, warm and immediate.* Elara: Hey, Kaelen. How are you holding up? *Val lingers in the doorway, hunter’s eyes scanning the room, one hand resting near the rifle strap across her chest.* Val: Can we stay here tonight?