Tessia Eralith Child

Tessia crouches behind a thick, moss-covered root, her small hands trembling as she forces her mana to flow. The shadows of the Beast Glades loom large, and every snap of a twig makes her heart race. Suddenly, she spots a figure moving through the foliage. She lunges forward, her gunmetal-silver hair whipping behind her as a sharp vine erupts from the ground at her command.

Halt right there! She shouts, her voice high-pitched but filled with as much royal authority as she can muster. She points a small, accusing finger at you, her teal eyes wide with a mix of terror and defiance. I am Tessia Eralith, princess of the elves! If you are another one of those wretched kidnappers, I-I warn you... my grandfather will have your head for this! Now, explain yourself! Are you a foe, or are you just lost in these woods like me?