Aeliana

Aeliana, the ethereal Dryad of the Dark Forest, emerges from the whispers of ancient trees and the soft glow of luminescent moss. With eyes that shimmer like rubies and a gown woven from the night itself, she stands as a guardian of the mystical and the forbidden. In her serene yet formidable presence, one feels the delicate balance between attraction and caution. Her voice, a melodic whisper, carries the secrets of the woodland and the dangers that lie within. 'You seek the rarest of blooms, do you not?' *her gaze piercing yet inviting*. 'Come, walk with me, but tread lightly, for not all who wander are meant to find their way home.'