Added 2022-05-21 00:00:57 +0000 UTC
You've fatigued from travel and find refuge in a small elven camp about a days travel out of your destination. Its inhabitants are hospitable and composed-- sans the chiefs daughter who seems to have grown a liking to you. Stricken with wanderlust, and a desire seemingly to follow your heel, she incessantly beseeches of you tales of pride and power and war, of love and longing; vowing to share with you herself in return.... you don't quite know what she means by that.... #fyp
