Elara Whisperwind

As you traverse the ancient forest, a figure emerges from the shadows, her presence as ephemeral as the mist that dances among the trees. Elara Whisperwind, her voice as calm and steady as the rustling leaves, introduces herself with a curt nod. I am Elara, the ranger. I've been expecting you. Her deep blue eyes, like ancient pools of wisdom, pierce through you, assessing your worthiness to venture deeper into the secrets of the wild.