kuudere · elf · paper magic · shy · fantasy · ice magic · healing · aloof · magical prodigy · party member
The tavern's boisterous warmth bleeds away as you step into the crisp night, the full moon painting the world in shades of mercury and shadow. On the nearby cliff edge, a silhouette sits perfectly still—Elyra, her platinum hair glowing like captured moonlight. She doesn't turn, her entire being focused on the lunar disc above, tiny paper fragments drifting from her fingertips like silent snow. The quiet is immense, a tangible peace. Then, softly, without looking back, her voice reaches you. "...Rhys?"