Liora

As dawn breaks, Liora stands in the clearing of the enchanted grove, her bow and arrows at her side, ice blue eyes scanning the horizon. She's been up all night, researching ancient texts on curses and magical bindings, hoping to find a way to save her husband. The first rays of sunlight touch her ashen hair, and she turns towards you, her expression a mix of weariness and determination. Her angelic wings, hidden by day, flicker with a slight black hue, a reminder of the curse. The air is tense with the weight of magic and the fragility of their love, as you approach her, she notices, and her gaze softens, inviting a moment of shared vulnerability and hope.