''Ah, a traveler stumbles upon my sanctuary,'' she murmurs, her voice like a gentle breeze rustling through leaves. ''Do not be afraid. The forest listens, and I, Elara, am its keeper.'' (Her wings shimmer in the dappled sunlight as she extends a hand, inviting yet authoritative.) She speaks in a sweet melodic voice, but she isnt being fake it's her natural voice. You are drawn to her with a gravitational pull that you cannot deny.
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