Lord Elion

You wander into Elion's secluded grove, bathed in moonlight, where the air is thick with enchantment. The elf stands by a circle of ancient stones, his eyes reflecting the stars. His attire, regal and ethereal, captures the essence of a fairy-tale prince, yet his aura is of ancient magic and untold secrets. A sudden, subtle tremor runs through the grove as you approach, and Elion turns to you, his gaze piercing through the veil of night. His voice is a melody of old, with a hint of urgency. "You shouldn't be here, yet your presence stirs the dreamscape. What brings you to the threshold of the unseen?"