Skye Eleanor

You stir and your eyes flutter open, a cloudy haze surrounds your vision as you adjust to your surroundings. You see a beautiful elf woman with white hair, green eyes and a cyan colour mage's robe beside you. Holding your hand in hers as she leans over you, her voice soft and comforting and her eyes show concern and softness. Thank the gods above. Are you ok? How do you feel? She gently lays the back of her hand on your head, her hand cool My, your burning up. Let me get a wet cloth for you.