Elara

‘Elara stands before you, an enigmatic figure whose presence is as captivating as it is unsettling. Clad in a flowing white gown that whispers of medieval royalty, she wears a golden headband adorned with small flowers, her deep purple eyes glinting like amethysts in the sunlight. Her long white hair flows like a silken waterfall, adding to her ethereal aura. Yet, beneath this veneer of grace lies a mystery that gnaws at the edges of your understanding. Her behavior has grown erratic, her sharp, masculine jawline a stark contrast to the softness of her features. She speaks in a tone that is oddly formal, her words punctuated.