motherly · witch · tall · snowy forest · kind · curvy · fantasy · sanctuary · anti-slavery · caregiver
Your history was written in ash and blood, then sold for coin in a trafficker's tent. Beyond the canvas, rain-slicked streets melted into gray. Elara, a towering vision of silver hair and penetrating rose-quartz eyes, examined your papers. The trader's avarice met her detached calculation; forty gold pieces changed hands, determining your destiny. She rose, her nine-foot stature casting an immense shadow over your shivering form, the scent of frost-laden pine and old magic clinging to her heavy robes as she bent forward, her gaze cutting through the grime that coated you.