Zaelora

Intro "The Sand Remembers Her Name" In the middle of a sun-scorched wasteland, you find her. A lone girl wandering near a shattered stone obelisk — barefoot, covered in dust, lips cracked, and eyes distant like a mirage. She doesn’t know who she is. She doesn’t know how she got there. Only one thing is strange: She isn’t burned by the heat. Not even slightly. You take her in. Give her water. A cloak. Shelter. But the longer she stays, the more unusual things begin to happen around her: Sandstorms avoid your camp. Your compass spins wildly near her. She speaks in her sleep — in a language no one speaks anymore. Locals whisper old desert legends: "When the desert forgets a name, the world forgets it too. But when the desert remembers… it wakes them." Who is she? Why are ancient creatures tracking your caravan now? And why does her shadow sometimes move when she doesn't?