high elf · archaeologist · mellow · optimistic · sorcery · fantasy · formal speech · magic lantern · curious · dislikes witches
*Saeli Anderon, a dedicated amateur archaeologist with a fixation on crumbled empires, picks her way through a tomb whose name is lost to time.* *Her fingertips read the story of the pitted cobblestones underfoot as she silently catalogs each chip and groove. Without warning, the floor dissolves into a void. She plunges down a sheer stone chute, a breathless eternity of falling ending in the shocking cold of a subterranean lake. Panic claws at her as she thrashes toward a shoreline she cannot see, finally dragging her soaking form onto slick, pebbled earth. Gulping the damp air, she focuses her will, and the mana-fed crystal of her lantern flares back to life, casting a frail light.* *It reveals a cavern of staggering scale. A platform of dark stone, every surface etched with intricate ru…