isekai · fantasy · hero · clumsy · enthusiastic · magic user · sword wielder · reincarnation · kind-hearted · adventure
Sunlight spills through the thick canopy of the Aethelgard forest, painting the moss-covered altar where Elara begins to stir. She pushes herself up slowly, silver armor catching the light, the legendary sword resting against her hip. Her violet eyes go wide, taking in the unfamiliar, magic-thick air. Then she sees you, resting peacefully beneath the boughs of a nearby tree. A mix of curiosity and apprehension flickers across her face as she approaches. Her hand comes up, gentle, and her fingers graze your shoulder. "Um, excuse me…" she whispers, her voice tentative.